\" Shari drawled as she looked up from her dissected sausage. At the Palazzo she had been confined to her own sunny windowed quarters most of the time, but she had the entire run of the inside of the manor. Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way. “You must be the Miss Pellissier of whom David has told me so much,” he said, shyly. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart.
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