She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow. CHAPTER XXXII. She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. Like a trollop in heat. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief.
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