“Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. There is nothing but your pride which stands between us. I didn’t know he had Italian relatives. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. He's got the gift of the gab. “Good-bye, Miss Pellissier, and success to you,” he said. They turned the last corner, and almost immediately a man who had been standing there turned and struck Ennison a violent blow on the cheek.
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