"You've given me more than the amount, Sir Rowland," he said, after he had twice counted them, "or I've missed my reckoning. ” “John, do you remember me at all?” “Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. “Don’t bunch too much as you come out,” she added. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out.
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