The Rome Express by Arthur Griffiths
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"Oh--oh"--the exclamation was long-drawn and rather significant.
"Who were they? You may as well tell us, madame, we should certainly find out." "I have no wish to withhold the information," she replied, now turning pale, possibly at the imputation conveyed. "Why should I?" "And these friends were--?" "Sir Charles Collingham and his brother. They came and sat with me occasionally; sometimes one, sometimes the other." "During the day?" "Of course, during the day." Her eyes flashed, as though the question was another offence. "Have you known them long?" "The General I met in Roman society last winter. It was he who introduced his brother." "Very good, so far. The General knew you, took an interest in you. That explains his strange, unjustifiable conduct just now--" "I do not think it was either strange or unjustifiable," interrupted the Countess, hotly. "_He_ is a gentleman." "Quite a _preux cavalier_, of course. But we will pass on. You are not a |
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