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. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. ‘And if it is true that you love me, I do not know why it is that you do not kiss me again at once. “Because I hate you!” She spat. "You are giving that chap the boot rather suddenly?" "Had to. "What the devil are you about! Will you allow yourself to be beaten by a couple of kids?" "Not if I can help it," returned Abraham, making a desperate effort to regain his feet.
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