You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. 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. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. It forbids—all sorts of things.
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