The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. “You, too,” he said abruptly. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. In the flagged entrance hallway at the bottom, where extra light came in from a window above the double doors, it was easy enough to distinguish a family group, and a landscape which clearly included Remenham House in the distance. ’ ‘Not dead, miss. Everything was done in a genteel and ordinary way, but on the other hand, there was no lingering. And you’re as clean as fire. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread.
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