“You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. when I was five. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. He was all alone, too. She could tell that he was leering at her. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as several nuns came crowding in. One must get them with exactly the same intensity.
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