8. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. She perceived she had never really thought of any one but herself in all her acts and plans. Now the baby’s bright May eyes peered up at her intently. ” She assented gently. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. They’re too free for their innocence or too innocent for their freedom. They fell in a diapason of smashes.
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