. The vote is only the beginning, the necessary beginning. I don’t quite know why. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. She heard Gianfrancesco arguing with Sebastianus.
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