" "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. He threw the doctor out of the Palazzo on his rear, sending him to the insane plague-infested streets. ” The maid discreetly withdrew, and Anna stood transfixed, gazing with puzzled frown at her sister. “Will you be moral and your species, or immoral and yourself? We’ve decided to be immoral. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant.
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