She sighed with
relief. Given
the proper incentive, who could say that he might not likewise go nobly to some
fine end? She thrilled. ’
Lucilla burst into laughter and clapped her hands. . ‘As Madame Valade, you
will be an émigré, not a nun. There's not his peer among the peerage. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless
tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. He bowed over her hand,
venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. On the cords being removed, he made a
desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and
would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown
themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off.
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