Now, she was the very reverse of all this. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. " "No," cried the lady, "this room—I recollect—it has a back window. ” Anna moved softly to the window, and threw up the sash. She had never heard anything so unholy. “One genius in the family is enough. “For one thing, Anna,” she remarked, “we had not the slightest idea that you had left, or were leaving Paris. It had been her father’s surname, and it had sounded far more innocuous and American than Iovelli. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. ’ Gerald could not resist.
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