He rang the doorbell, even though she had already cracked the door for him. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. ‘No need to upset yourself. “Tell your sister she was right to shoot, quite right. Father had traveled to Florence to the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli, which was patronized by none other than the Medicis. ’ ‘She?’ scoffed Martha. ” “Alive! In London!” Annabel moaned.
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