Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye. “There isn’t any way you could be worse than John. Beware of him, my son! Beware of him! You know not what villany he is capable of. “Me and my bright ideas. How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced.
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