‘I knew it. It’s Italian. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. "Whatever your intelligence may be I will strive to bear it. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. Towards night, however, he ventured out, and walked on towards London.
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