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But you must come this way now. She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. It is a matter of degree. There is no future for me here. I want you to understand clearly that I was indebted to the man in many small ways. She had no place she loved.
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