Naples in Veils Page #3

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- Yes, thanks.

- Ludovica, will you take care of it?

- Sure.

Aunt.

- How come you're so late?

- You know.

My compliments,

you have beautiful things here.

See what a fabulous place?

We devote ourselves to this:

unearthing hidden wonders.

Andrea was special at this,

he had a special talent for beauty.

Did he ever talk to you about his work?

No, we didn't talk much.

I mean, about things

without importance...

- Here.

- Thank you.

It's a mystery,

this whole business is a mystery.

For everyone.

I hope that the police have stopped

tormenting you,

with us they were very invasive.

I can't imagine

what they wanted from you.

The usual things.

Surely Andrea saw something

he shouldn't have seen,

otherwise they wouldn't

have found him like that.

There's something going on.

But what could be going on?

Andrea made a mess

only in matters of women.

He had a predilection for lost causes.

He liked wives, women

who were happily married.

Or the untouchables.

I don't think it's such a special case,

it must have been a betrayed husband

or a very jealous ex.

Maybe.

Nothing else.

Excuse me.

Sorry, excuse me.

Andrea!

Who is it?

Who is it?

Andrea?

All right, I'm leaving.

Wait up! What are you doing?

Ten minutes and we'll go.

An hour ago you said the same thing

and here we are.

This is another of your great ideas.

Trust me, she's good. A good friend

of mine came to see her from London.

Fifteen.

- You're crazy.

- Why am I crazy?

You could have asked

for a private appointment.

She doesn't give them.

She's a saint. Are you ashamed?

These are intimate things.

Pasquale, not even your underpants

are intimate anymore.

Take those drops,

so we can put an end

to all this buffoonery.

Take them and you won't see

the ghost anymore.

Don't listen to her about the

drops. What do they do anyway?

- Sixteen!

- Our turn.

How exciting.

You're in luck,

because she kicked them out.

- Really?

- Really.

Show me.

Good, come in.

How ridiculous.

I don't like these things in the least.

And what the f*** do we care?

Holy Mother, it's freezing.

What the f***... where is it?

Donna Assunta, it slipped down.

My love, Catena, you're here!

And when will you give me a kiss?

Come close to me.

It's been so long.

We're still sluts, you and me.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

I came for this friend of mine

who's haunted by ghosts.

You...

You've already been

through such heartache,

you're still not free of it,

you poor thing.

It's not for me, it's for my niece.

Yes, Donna Assunta,

it's for this friend of mine,

who's being tormented by a spirit.

No less!

- She even saw him in the garden.

- Why didn't he enter the house?

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