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So far as I'm concerned, nothing could please me more. Gianfrancesco was a contact of mine, I had allied myself to his father before him, and unbeknownst to anyone, to his Great-great-granduncle during the time of Crusades. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe. They had been so considerate of the earth they had touched that they barely left a footprint. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip.
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