“You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. “You’re wanted for questioning, miss. I am guilty practically of the impertinence of coming to ask you whether I misunderstood your sister. Rumor in the Palazzo had it that her new doctor was a powerful archbishop from the south who conducted most of his dealings in secret. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. “She means to go. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. He began shoveling dirt over the bodies.
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