Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. " The little urchin set off, and presently returned with the sexton. I beg that you will consider me your friend. I warned her not to say a word, for it would mean the death of everyone in the Palazzo, including you. ” “The real, identical other,” said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her little finger.
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