” He said. I could tell it was Italian, you see. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. Too busy. Father had traveled to Florence to the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli, which was patronized by none other than the Medicis. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. I understand.
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