” “Did I?” she said. ‘Grace à dieu, he breathes still. “I love you, you know. ” “And I,” Ennison said, holding her fingers tightly, and forcing her to look into his eyes, “I will tell you what I have wished for you when we meet six months from to-day. CHAPTER XII. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. McClintock wrote me about you; but all I needed was the sight of your face as it was a moment gone.
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