Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. I told him I would bring him to the gallows, and I was as good as my word. After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be heard. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to.
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