She nibbled at his neck gently, sweetly, as her hand tracing his chest. ‘Have no fear,’ he uttered soothingly, reaching out to pat her free hand. "Sir Cecil is no more. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. Quite soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself. He threw the doctor out of the Palazzo on his rear, sending him to the insane plague-infested streets. Good riddance. One night she apparently fell asleep. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table.
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