She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Her new husband had paid for a cadre of escorts back to Mantua. 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. Does that boy live in some sort of personal cave? Like, I think he might even be thinking about asking you out again! That is what I think. And if I don’t, I go mad. “Is that plain?” she asked. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know.
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