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moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed
where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. Go to her, I say, and take her in your
arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. The thought of
you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old
heart to pieces! For I knew you.
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