Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. There was no way to warn her of his presence without startling her. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years. ’ The lady’s gaze dwelled thoughtfully on the half-drawn sword and then came up to meet his, an odd look in her eyes.
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