With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. A nurse was at the other end of the room. His noble Florentine roots went back a thousand years, to the days of grand Rome herself. "Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know.
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