Chapter 64. Patience of Volatore

Time is on my side and I can wait. Have I not already waited centuries? Closer and closer, Angelica! Faster and faster runs the sand through the glass!

Careful, Volatore! ‘Chi va piano, va sano.’ Luck is a frail craft, and the Sea of Chance has not only storms to sink the unwary but also windless days to weary the spirit.

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