“They say Cardinal Sforza has a parrot that can recite the creed,” Domenico says. Girolamo frowns at him, and Domenico shrinks down in his seat. “We couldn’t get that either, I don’t suppose.” “No. But we need to do something, and not the same things as always,” Girolamo says, crisply, taking control of the meeting. “Carnival is getting out of hand. Last year there was stone throwing and dung throwing and boys and young men extorting money from passersby. Too many people think it gives them license to do whatever they want. And last year the Angels got into fights, and some of them were badly
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