The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. He knew my name, and also that I had been living in Paris, and a man doesn’t risk claiming a girl for his wife, as a rule, for nothing. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on. The sun never shone upon a lovelier couple than now approached the altar. It is the only way. That’s Italians for you.
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