would go mad with shame.
Pietro Crespi exhausted all
manner of pleas. He went
through incredible extremes
of humiliation. He wept one
whole afternoon in Úrsulas
lap and she would have sold
her soul in order to comfort
him. On rainy nights he could
be seen prowling about the
house with an umbrella,
waiting for a light in
Amarantas bedroom. He was
never better dressed than at
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