Parte, Cap.

1  1,    XX| arrestò. Mi voltai a lei.~ ~– Cos'avete, Ethel?...~ ~Ella balbettò:~ ~–
2  3,  XIII|   terrore....~ ~– Febo, Febo! Cos'hai, dunque?...~ ~Alla nota,
3  4,    II|   correva lesta e sicura.~ ~– Cos'ha dunque vostro padre e
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