Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in
the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had
been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their
clothing in bad need of repair. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. "
"Nothing else?"
"No. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined
lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by
brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate
he actually deserved. As he was conveyed thither, an
incident occurred that produced a considerable impression on the feelings of the
youthful offender. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. ’
‘All the way to England?’
She opened wide eyes. “It is positively no use, Anna,” she declared, appealingly. Spurling in alarm. Gay, was a stout,
good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an
oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish
humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd
and sarcastic curl.
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