“Take Jacomo for a lover, Lucia. ‘Is she the Frenchie we’ve been watching for then, sir?’ The lady’s furious features turned on this new target. ’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. CHAPTER XII. And now take away those cards, and never let me see them again. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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