“Stop! Stop telling me these things at once! We should stay in the Palazzo! I must protect my ancestral home!” Gianfrancesco exclaimed. The stairs were outside but they had been covered with a thin plastic roof. There was a pause, and then the front door slammed. ‘Oh, peste. ‘Is it such a terrible prospect? I will take care of you—as long as you obey me. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him.
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