‘Dieu du ciel, is this a way to have me say yes? If it is that you do not wish to, why do you ask me?’ ‘Ah. I quickly ingratiated myself to Gianfrancesco, playing on his insecurities, drawing from his need for more and more power. But with the morning, the glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a clod. I want to ask you a plain question, and you must answer me faithfully. You seemed to me to be slipping and slipping, and your face was white.
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