Stanley lost patience. ’ Bitterness rose up as he looked at the female. . “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. “When you loosen the tangle in one place you tie a knot in another. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua.
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