The only occasional presence other than a skeleton crew of servants was Sebastianus, who occasionally joined Gianfrancesco in the hunt for stag, rabbit, or quail, and then went away for another fortnight. She smiled. ‘You see, it’s difficult to do a service for someone when you don’t know who they are, or what they’re up to. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. For what indeed does she do? A simple song, no gesture, no acting, nothing.
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