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Mortadello (1912), PDF p. 102

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86 MORTADELLO MORTADELLO. Ah, no ! by God I’m glad ! You are a sor- ceress ! MONICA. And all the pains I’ve had lead onward to success. MORTADELLO. Where shall I lead you now ? MONICA. To my own house, I pray. MORTADELLO. And will your love allow the word I have to say ? MONICA. Ah, my lord, your fool will whisper by and by. I am faint yet—we rule in Venice, you and I ! [They go toward the door, her hand upon his shoulder, her face, turned away from him, illumined with a sinister smile.
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