Well, I shall be sorry to lose him, Mr. A ball from Wild's pistol passed through his heart, and a volley of musketry poured from the guards lodged several balls in the yet breathing body of his leader. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. Gianfrancesco had told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with his brothers. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street.
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