“No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. I spent agonizing weeks wandering Mantua in search of you, finally arriving at the idea of asking someone who you were. "And yet—but it is only part of the chain of ill-luck that seems wound around me. It had been discussed in silence. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. . And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers.
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