When things are at the worst, they'll mend. Sebastianus claimed to have met her back in Mantua after the betrothal. She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. "Did you write it?" "No. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. Quite right. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. More than half the city perished. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. Miss Miniver learned of her flight and got her address from the Widgetts. I suppose we’re all human beings really, but what price the sacred Institution of the Family! Us as a bundle! Eh?.
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