His eyes were closed. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. I warned her not to say a word, for it would mean the death of everyone in the Palazzo, including you. "It is droll," he said.
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