"What other church in Milan should interest the Lady Graziosa?" asked d'Orleans wearily, fearing to be sent back on some distasteful journey. "I did not know--I thought there might be one--Santa Maria, close to the western gate." And Valentine looked straight at Graziosa, who paled beneath her tone. "How should that interest me?" she faltered. Costanza put her hand on Valentine's sleeve. "Have a care," she whispered. "Not before them all, madama, for pity's sake!" But Visconti's sister took no heed; she gathered up…
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