insidious interrogations, to
ascertain the causes of
Amarantas prostration.
Finally, in another moment of
inspiration, she forced the
lock on the trunk and found
the letters tied with a pink
ribbon, swollen with fresh
lilies and still wet with tears,
addressed and never sent to
Pietro Crespi. Weeping with
rage, she cursed the day that
it had occurred to her to buy
the pianola, and she forbade
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