Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. She had underestimated his animal ability to sense weakness. 23 She had always considered herself a simple wool maker’s daughter, but she began to realize that by marrying Gianfrancesco she had unwittingly gained entrance to a separate world. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. Lord, I am sixty.
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