She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. "So endeth the first lesson," he said. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. It was perfectly logical.
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