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Antonina

CHAPTER 1
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In an instant her eye brightened, her chest heaved, her cheek flushed.

She exerted the last relics of her wasted strength to gain a prominent position upon a ledge of the rocks behind her, and waited in an agony of expectation for a repetition of that magic sound.
In a moment more she heard it again--for the child, stupefied with terror at the action that had accompanied her determination to plunge with him into the lake, now kept silence, and she could listen undisturbed.

To unpractised ears the sound that so entranced her would have been scarcely audible.

Even the experienced traveller would have thought it nothing more than the echo of a fallen stone among the rocks in the eastward distance.

But to her it was no unimportant sound, for it gave the welcome signal of deliverance and delight.
As the hour wore on, it came nearer and nearer, tossed about by the sportive echoes, and now clearly betraying that its origin was, as she had at first divined, the note of the Gothic trumpet.


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