” She pulled her dress back over her breasts, glad for the elastic that she had sewn in. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. We were to ransom you, then we would fake your death, play as if the kidnappers had executed you. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. 1. She hunted the markets for bread and treats so they could feast during the day.
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