'Oh, Cesare,’ she laughs in delight, reaching over and taking his hand, ‘I hope my husband is as fine and handsome as you.’ ‘Such a thing would be impossible.’ He flips her hand over in his, spreading her fingers out to expose her palm. ‘See? It is written here. “Not as handsome as your brother”.’
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'Oh, Cesare,’ she laughs in delight, reaching over and taking his hand, ‘I hope my husband is as fine and handsome as you.’
‘Such a thing would be impossible.’ He flips her hand over in his, spreading her fingers out to expose her palm. ‘See? It is written here. “Not as handsome as your brother”.’