A struggle of the most terrific kind now ensued. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. He threw the doctor out of the Palazzo on his rear, sending him to the insane plague-infested streets. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. I shall always be kind to him; I sha'n't bait him.
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