“She’s sensitive soul, far too sensitive to be married to an ass like Gianfrancesco. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. He refused. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn.
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