Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. " "And why not?" asked Kneebone, eagerly. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. "Why, so it is," she said, in mock astonishment. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. Me, I prefer to forget that I have such a father.
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