Now she knew why the soldiers had not caught him. . My husband, he is cruel and wicked, and—and entirely undistinguished. I thought about how insensitive my behavior was and even though I don’t think that I was being antiSemitic on purpose, I can see how dumb I was being. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. She was practicing with them on that very day, and displaced a rather mediocre boy violinist who claimed “to be better at the viola anyway” as first chair. “I have been very selfish,” she declared. Joyous, she felt the need of physical expression; and her body began to sway sinuously, to glide and turn and twist about the room. Wherein she differed but little from her young sisters. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. If you can imagine it, I survived it. “Much better. 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.
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