The Lion of Saint Mark - A Story of Venice in the Fourteenth Century by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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then, just as it seemed all over, you appeared suddenly by our side,
and dragged us on board this boat before I had time to think." "I am afraid I was rather rough, signora, but there was no time to stand on ceremony. Here is the palazzo." The boat was brought up by the side of the steps. Francis leapt ashore and rang the bell, and then assisted the girls to land. In a minute the door was thrown open, and two servitors with torches appeared. There was an exclamation of astonishment as they saw the young ladies alone with a strange attendant. "I will do myself the honour of calling tomorrow to inquire if you are any the worse for your adventure, signora." "No, indeed," the eldest girl said. "You must come up with us and see our father. We must tell him what has happened; and he will be angry indeed, did we suffer our rescuer to depart without his having an opportunity of thanking him." Francis bowed and followed the girls upstairs. They entered a large, very handsomely furnished apartment where a tall man was sitting reading. "Why, girls," he exclaimed as he rose, "what has happened? you look strangely excited. Where is your duenna? and who is this young gentleman who accompanies you?" "We have been attacked, father, on our way home," both the girls exclaimed. |
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