"He is in his mad fit again," thought Giacomo; aloud he said soothingly: "Come, lord, this is the only way; will you rather wait to see Verona's face when he discovers you? What is wrong with this way?" he added in vexation as Visconti made no movement. "Quick! the moments fly!" Gian stepped forward with an effort. "'Tis my fancy," he said. "Idle, truly, at such a moment. Open the door, Carrara." The key ground in the lock--as Visconti had heard it once before that night turned on the other side. Carrara paused, ho…
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