A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. Anna followed her finger, and looked back into her sister’s face. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. CHAPTER XVI.
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