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“Damned Rascal!” he said. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. “You would be wise to loosen your purse-strings, Gianfrancesco. Shari’s married and got two kids on her, a boy and a girl, twins, no less. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. CHAPTER XI. It is no good going into that. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively.
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