Gianfrancesco had told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with his brothers. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend. Stanley. You see—I didn’t understand. Clarice was from Lombardy, fair-haired and light skinned. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship.
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