"Under the table. He hanged your first husband. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. Mr. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. ‘Murder is serious business, Gianfrancesco. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. This is no place for me.
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