
You play Renzo Tramaglino, a silk worker in a coat too new at the shoulders, arriving for your own wedding. The priest opens his door a hand's width and explains that canon law has grown deep overnight. His housekeeper, angrier than he is, lets slip whose armed men were on the road last night, and Lucia, already in her dress, admits she has met that man before. By afternoon you are carrying the unsigned papers and four live capons to a lawyer.
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