The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. “You would be wise to loosen your purse-strings, Gianfrancesco. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it the better. Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her beyond tears.
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