. ” Part 4 Ann Veronica’s ideas of marriage were limited and unsystematic. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. Her thick body was heavy and massive. Then he had gone away. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid.
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