‘I do not know of whom you speak. His hand went with an almost instinctive inquiry to his jawbone again. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. Her name is Lucia, she works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano the Butcher!” I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and sent her off. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress.
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