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How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. She could think of nothing more to say. The wall of St. I demand it as a right. ‘We needn’t murder Lucia. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. The door opened.
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