” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. 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. She twanged the catgut under her fingers. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer.
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