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It worked. “Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world. ’” She played “If I Were a Rich Man,” adding syrupy trills and flourishes at every phrase. “You stupid bitch. The children made us slaves, and the men took advantage of it. ’ He could just see the glare. They were drenched with water and suds. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. The man was my husband. And you shall have a share of the gold for yourself. I hope we may never find her again. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. "The lash cuts to the bone.
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