She took up a book and threw it down again. F. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. But she no longer felt Jacomo’s age, even if she looked it. He laughed lightly. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. "Don't ask me about it now. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies.
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