" Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. You don't notice the heat; but it is always there, pressing down. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. He’s a footman who works for the nuns and has taken up the cudgels on her behalf. Old thoughts, old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied myself happy,—as happy as I am now.
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