She loved to walk through the gardens, graced with columns that loomed overhead. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known. ” “I was turned shortly after the Pestilence, the plague that they call the Black Death. It'll be turning over to-morrow. Fruit trees had been brought all the way from India so their product could be laden on the wedding table, fruits with exotic shapes and haunting flavors ended the meal, cleansing the palate. "Do they treat you ill?" asked her son. But the lady was not so easily won; and though she did not absolutely reject him, gave him very slight hopes.
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