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Wood, I forget nothing. The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the
Pestilence struck in one day. She ran down alleyways and between buildings,
faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no
more. Now tell me, if you can, something about
the man who calls himself Valade. 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. Thank goodness you’ll understand. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. Lightheaded, she
threw up in the courtyard of the Palazzo as servants
crowded her in alarm. You
climb by disappointing men.
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