When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. She didn’t trust Gianfrancesco, you know, she called him a ‘bad husband’. Footman or some such. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. " "Bah!" returned the woollen-draper.
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