‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. " So saying, he took hold of a ring in the floor, and disclosed a flight of steps, down which he hurried, followed by the janizaries. There was no rush. “I want to speak to you. His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti.
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