There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul. I wonder. Are you sure what it is you want of me?” “I want you. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. ’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. It was easy to discern Gianfrancesco’s mood. . She was ushered into the back of the squad car. ” She breathed an inner sigh of relief.
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