Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member
of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in
Mantua. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no
whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an
added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber. Sheila was
finishing her laughter as Lucy brought an elbow down on
the back of her head, expertly snapping the vertebra that
connected Sheila’s head to her shoulders. “If you wish,” he said, “I will go there in the morning and see what can be done
for him. Wood
hadn't struck me. Perhaps if I had watched over her more closely, things would have been
different.
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