Lucia Rudini - Somewhere in Italy by Martha Trent
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The sarcasm and scorn in her voice were unmistakable. The soldier was
indignant. "Here, that is enough from you. Come along, I will take you where they will teach you better manners." He caught her roughly by the shoulder, and Lucia went with him only too gladly. If she could get him well away from the cave, it would be time enough to think of herself. She, had no doubt that she would be able to run away from him later on. As they walked along the noise underground grew louder. Every now and then the man would turn and look at her suspiciously. He did not speak to her, however, and they walked for quite a distance in silence. When Lucia considered that they had gone far enough she stopped. "Where are you taking me?" she demanded with spirit. "Never mind, you come along," the man replied impatiently. "Time enough for you to know when we get there." "But I won't go any further." Lucia was determined. "Do you think that I will be taken prisoner by an Austrian? Never!" Her eyes blazed indignantly. She planned so many times just what she would do, if she was ever brought face to face with her hated enemy, that the feeling of helplessness that she felt under the big man's hand infuriated her. "Come along, I will not speak again," the Austrian commanded, and once |
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