Michelle waved to her, then flitted over to where she was sitting. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. However, it would only be robbing the hangman of his dues. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. She seemed to have no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and position. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. Only I’m so incensed with that crazy fool Gerald that—oh, well, never mind.
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