“I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. I would like to talk to you about this—soon. ’ ‘Because I have never heard anything so ridiculous,’ Gerald announced. Her name is Lucia, she works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano the Butcher!” I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and sent her off. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. And so she came upon the word Love. ‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. ‘You have the means to take up your rightful place.
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