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. That was odd: when young people were joyous, they had to express it physically. Startled by the cry, as may be supposed, the attention of the whole congregation was drawn towards the quarter whence it proceeded. She recoiled. She was clear there were no other minds like them in all the world.
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