Veranilda by George Gissing
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must know that in my boyhood I passed three years at Berytus, and
there obtained that knowledge of law which you may have remarked in talking with me--well, I was at sea--' 'Peace!' interposed Felix. 'We are summoned.' Sagaris sighed, and became the obsequious attendant. CHAPTER V BASIL AND VERANILDA At the appointed hour next morning, when yet no ray of sunshine had touched the gloomy little street, though a limpid sky shone over it, Basil stood at Aurelia's door. The grey-headed porter silently admitted him, and he passed by a narrow corridor into a hall lighted as usual from above, paved with red tiles, here and there trodden away, the walls coloured a dusky yellow, and showing an imaginary line of pillars painted in blue. A tripod table, a couch, and a few chairs were the only furniture. When the visitor had waited for a few moments a curtain concealing the entrance to the inner part of the house moved aside, and Aurelia's voice bade her cousin come forward. He entered a smaller room opening upon a diminutive court |
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