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He chuckled. ’ The lodgekeeper’s jaw fell open. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. ” Lucy said. They were the same. ‘He don’t mean you no harm. The idiots are marching through the streets in processions from town to town, whipping their own backs until they are covered in blood, spreading the bloody Pestilence wherever they go! The dead pile in the streets like timber. He sent me flowers.
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