This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. His face was much handsomer than Gianfrancesco’s, his
lips thinner, his brow much more noble and wise. ”
Part 2
As Ann Veronica went back along the Avenue to her aunt she became aware
of a light-footed pursuer running. It was like pouring a strong acid over
dulled metal. A short flight of steps brought him to a dark passage, into which he plunged. The fever
came. “You have even her name. ”
She shook her head deliberately, hopelessly. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a
large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly
dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal
lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and
tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and
female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in
drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice. A
pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her.
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