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” Chapter XXXII SIX MONTHS AFTER Up the moss-grown path, where the rose bushes run wild, almost met, came Anna in a spotless white gown, with the flush of her early morning walk in her cheeks, and something of the brightness of it in her eyes. " "Death and the devil! what a cursed interruption!" cried Jack, impatiently. " "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Promise me one thing before I leave you. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat. ” “How delightful!” exclaimed Anna. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Notwithstanding the heat of the season,—which was not, however, found particularly inconvenient in this subterranean region,—a large heaped-up fire blazed ruddily in one corner, and lighted up a circle of as villanous countenances as ever flame shone upon. She felt like a dried-up old woman. Gianfrancesco took her that night gently, for which she was glad. He stood still, almost breathless. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. Their expression was so amiable, that it would have redeemed a countenance a thousand times plainer than hers. Words were given with their original meaning, without their ramifications.
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