Quite right. ‘You are stubborn like a mule. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. Life waits for us. The only occasional presence other than a skeleton crew of servants was Sebastianus, who occasionally joined Gianfrancesco in the hunt for stag, rabbit, or quail, and then went away for another fortnight. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. I dare say it will be chattered about for weeks.
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