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Our Own Set

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 730    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

saw at the door of the palazetto a hackney carriage with a small portmanteau on the top. Sterzl's man-servant, an elegant person with close-cut hair,

her plain long dress, which stamped the picture once and for ever on Truyn's memory. A sunbeam wantoned in her hair turning it to gold and her whole figure was the embodiment of sweet and happy spring delight The basket of flowers, too, was a masterpiece of its kind--a capriccio of lilies of the valley, gardenias, snow-flakes, and pale-tinted roses, that looked as though the wayward west-wind had blown them into company. Sterzl was standing

fect folly ... quite reckless...." sighed the baroness, "such

d impatiently and Ster

like any other, in the Via Condotti or Babuino. What do you say, Count? Sempaly sent it to her to console her for the departure of her brother. The reason

so suddenly?" asked

here; he is on his way to Paris from Constantinople, and he is a great f

, who knew very well that Truyn was far better informed as to the Arnsperg-Meiringens than his

r is that too much to ask?" Then he kissed her and whispered:

if he had not been sure that it would merely provoke and irritate him without producing any good effect; the general, on the other hand, could not make up his mind to open Sterzl's eyes to the state of affairs because, like Baron Stockmar, he had an invincible dislike to interfering in

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