” They returned to the Beck house and he walked her to the front door. ‘At this present, I must appropriate Lady Bicknacre. Montague Hill do not interest me in the least. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. But I don’t think she lays hold of one so. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. The bliss had lasted one hundred and forty years, far more than an entire mortal lifetime.
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