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” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. ” She refused. Leastways, not on your own. ” He began. But if he speaks—I fear what he may tell. And when I have steeped him to the lips in vice and depravity; when I have led him to the commission of every crime; when there is neither retreat nor advance for him; when he has plundered his benefactor, and broken the heart of his mother—then—but not till then, I will consign him to the fate to which I consigned his father. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. ” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. ” Anna was silent. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. Ann Veronica was excited and puzzled, with a sense of a strange and disconcerting new light breaking over her relations with Ramage.
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