The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. “Did it seem like I was in pain to you?” She smirked. But with the skill of a fencer he met the blow and broke it, seizing the wrist. Gianfrancesco’s had curved differently and was darker. The girl nodded sagely. Vee’s all right. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. She was quite assured that she would never see him again. “I think that’s the right name.
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