There was a huge desk of heavily carved ebony at one end, and at the centre, a couple of straight-backed chairs stood before a great fireplace at the outer wall, flanked by two bookshelves with casement windows above. She worried for her father in Mantua, 28 hoping that he was still alive. The lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger than usual. And where was that devil? Had the soldiers found him? She could not think he had escaped, for she had only just made it into the passage as they entered the library. “It is Michelle, John. . “Thank you,” she said coolly. . "It is too late.
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