She was quivering with the sense of Capes at her side and glowing with heroic love; it seemed to her that if they put their hands jointly against the Alps and pushed they would be able to push them aside. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband.
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