E. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Both had lived rather quietly until a scandal had opened up a can of worms for the son, allegations of child abduction, reported sightings of a white van around nearby elementary schools. “You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance. Will you please—Not now, or I must go. “You cannot give me ultimatums. The twenty pounds burned with avidity. ‘En effet, it is for this that I was enquiring of this man if he has pen and paper. I spent agonizing weeks wandering Mantua in search of you, finally arriving at the idea of asking someone who you were.
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