There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. He hung vaguely for a moment as she passed. "My mother is avenged. \"Shhh! He rolled onto his back again, raising himself in alarm. Gianfrancesco ran from the room, tearing at his hair.
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