second, All Souls Day, his
brother opened the store and
found all the lamps lighted,
all the music boxes opened,
and all the docks striking an
interminable hour, and in the
midst of that mad concert he
found Pietro Crespi at the
desk in the rear with his
wrists cut by a razor and his
hands thrust into a basin of
benzoin.
Úrsula decreed that the