How I envied Gianfrancesco on his
wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking
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about his intimacies with you! Then you became
pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like
the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your
womb pronounced. In this way, more than a month passed over. ’ He nodded in the
direction of her pistol. Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. I told him the truth. ‘I’m only surprised you
have not released yourself. Men
usually do. "And now let's see who'll dare to
oppose me. And Mother trusted him. "
"You think so, eh?" chuckled Shotbolt, who was eagerly perusing the reward,
and congratulating himself upon his caution; "you think so—ha! ha! Well, don't
go to bed, that's all.
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