A black-garbed
figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member
of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in
Mantua. The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable intention. Twice she smiled,
but not unkindly. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure
another nonsensical tale about your husband. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the
question. "Keep off, you accursed jade!" roared Jonathan, "—off, I say, or—" And he
struck her a violent blow with his clenched hand. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old
laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. "
"I didn't suspect you of so much superstition, Mr. I have to see if you carry any more weapons. I will write to your major, and
you will send the letter very quickly. Anna watched her with curious eyes. Why not kill her here, and leave silently, the way he must
have come? Could it be that he had not the intention to kill her? En tout cas, it
gave her a chance.
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