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The Corsican Brothers

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 990    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

was beautiful, and we should have said that it was hot, had it not be

g upon the southern slope which separates Corsica into two parts, and in a measure forms

n profound darkness, impossible to penetrate, but we could view the c

be they awake only with the darkness, and these produced not upon Lucien, who was familiar with them, but upon me,

th another-one going up the mountain direct, and t

thing of a m

e, as far as

ely to get g

ecipice has an irresist

ot-path where there are no preci

te equal

ve three-quarters of an

take t

rossed through a little oak w

nd occasionally coming back to us, wagging his tail as much as to in

d had apparently been trained to hunt the biped or the quadruped, the bandit or the boar. I

men or animals, but he never chases bandits. It is the triple red

e Diamond is a

bread, powder, bullets, or whatever he required. He was shot by a Colona, and the next day

ancied I saw anothe

Colona I take Brucso, but when I have business with an Orlandi I take Diamond. If I were to make a mistake and loose them both together they would kill each o

eems to me that Diamond, like all other modest creatures, has gone out

med," said Lucien,

inquire

at the

tiring my companion, when a long howl was heard, so lament

that be?

is only Dia

he cryi

now that dogs do not forg

d, as another prolonged h

ot, you say, and I suppose we are appr

mond has left us

ere the man

ory, in the form of a cairn; so it follows that the tomb of the victim gra

ade me shudder again, though I was perfec

e wayside tomb or cairn. A heap of stones fo

with extended neck and open mouth. Lucien picked up a

following his

om a young oak and threw, first, the stone and then the br

e resumed our route in silenc

almost immediately Diamond passed us, head and tail drooping, to a poin

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