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. At a little after five, on that day, four horses dashed round the corner of the Old Bailey, and drew up before the door of the Lodge. That's the job.
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