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Her nose was rather large, but handsoht down; but then the colour of her face, smooth, unifor shimmer of her hair, like that of the Judith of Allorio in the Palazzo-Pitti; and above all, her eyes, dark-grey, with a black ring round the pupils, splendid, triumphant eyes, even nohen terror and distress di the marvellous country he had just co like her! The girl dre, uneven breaths; she see to see whether her brother would not begin to breathe

Sanin went on rubbing hiure of Pantaleone drew his attention too The old ; at every roaned noisily, while his immense tufts of hair, soaked with perspiration, flapped heavily fro plant, torn up by the water

'You'd better, at least, take off his boots,' Sanin was just saying to him

The poodle, probably excited by the unusualness of all the proceedings, suddenly sank on to its front paws and began barking

'Tartaglia--canaglia!' the old irl's face was transforreider, and shone with joy

Sanin looked roundA flush had over-spread the lad's face; his eyelids stirredhis nostrils twitched He drew in a breath through his still clenched teeth, sighed

'E black eyes opened They still had a dazed look, but already smiled faintly; the same faint s down, and laid it on his chest

'Eot up The expression on her face was so tense and vivid, that it seemed that in an instant either she would burst into tears or break into laughter

'Emil! what is it? Emil!' was heard outside, and a neatly-dressed lady with silvery grey hair and a dark face caed man followed her; the head of a irl ran to meet them

'He is saved,the lady who had just entered

'But what is it?' she repeated 'I come backand all of a sudden I meet the doctor and Luise '