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on account of this love, well, it...

it amazes me.

Truly.

And I am grateful to him.

As am I. - But I must ask

one favour of you: stay here.

Stay here until you are fully cured.

But, why...

Your kinsfolk believe you to be dead,

no one in your house expects you.

There.

I don't understand.

Because I wish to make a precious

gift to your husband.

A gift of you...

No, I shall not come closer.

I shall propose a formal ceremony,

here outside my house.

I will invite your friends

and mine, from Florence.

They seem strong,

but are in fact very fragile.

These?

- Yes.

And this one is a wild pine.

Which do you prefer?

- Peaches.

Let's try this game, too.

Go ahead.

Well done!

Leave us.

Friend, you have honored my ceremony...

and now I intend to honour you.

I shall show you he most precious

person I have in the entire world.

But first you must help me

to dispel a certain doubt.

Here it is.

A gentleman has in his house

a good and most loyal servant...

who suddenly falls seriously ill.

The gentlemen, without waiting for the end,

abandons him in the middle of the street.

A stranger, moved to compassion, takes

him home and restores him to health.

Now, if the first gentleman

wishes to take the servant back...

and the second refuses this request...

who do you think is in the right?

My fellow guests have given me the

job of recounting a response...

because according to them,

and you are mistaken, my friend...

I am best suited to such discussion.

It's Nicoluccio!

I will never have the courage

to go out there.

All of us are in agreement.

The first gentleman, who abandoned his

sick servant in the middle of the road...

is in the wrong.

For the charity shown, the servant

must stay with the second gentleman.

Good, then the time has come for

me to fulfill my promise.

Friends, this is the woman

I cherish above all.

See for yourselves

if I have good cause.

It's the dead, it's the dead!

It's Catalina!

Friends, wait! - It's Catalina!

- Wait, allow me to explain.

This lady is the loyal servant to whom

I was referring before.

It is Catalina, yes.

I found her and saved her from death.

Now she is mine, and no one

can take her away from me.

But she must decide.

You've come from hell.

No...

I've come from paradise.

There.

Well done! - Yes!

- Such a wonderful story!

That was nice, but I don't

want to be like Catalina...

Look me in the eyes and listen.

If I go before you...

If I go before you, do not come near

my body, do not touch my cold breast.

Cover me with a nice white sheet,

linen would be better, and farewell.

You, my love, must flee. Seek a place

far from everyone, and think only of me.

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