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. The man is a stranger to me. "Why, you don't think as how they're crimps, do you?" Ben inquired. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. .
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