CHAPTER IV. And her mother, looking unusually alert and hectic, wore cream and brown also, made up in a more complicated manner. "You'll be as good as your word, my charmer," whispered the executioner. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. "Si—lence!" vociferated Charcam, laying great emphasis on the last syllable.
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