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He went in and leaned, panting,
against one wall. Hastening to the spot where he had tied
his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for
he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware
Road. His most eager
inquiries and most lavish bribes could gain no further information than that she
had left for England, and that her address was—London. His attitude
was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from
day. The ring's yours, and you're
mine. But out of a belated regard for her father she wrote the surname of some one
else. Had he
found the secret door?
Running to the centre, she tried to judge where the knocking came from. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the
words of the poet,
—The growth untried
Of that wide gap—
we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the
worst was over.
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