Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room, "that people of quality laughed so. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. If he senses fear in the touch of your hand, he'll give you trouble. . And yet that could not be: it was a confession only in the event of his death. She was surprised and stared at him when he did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco always did, but instead rested on his elbows.
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