Her fingers rested upon his. CHAPTER XXIII. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. "Here," repeated her brother. Wouldn't take my advice.
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