Oh dear. Giovanni Lento has taken a wrong turn on his way to the cupboard to stop the mischief going on there--or at least help to straighten up the peas--when he made a left turn at the bedroom. He admired the neatness of the covers (I did mention that he hates a mess, didn't I?). "What's the hurry?" he thought to himself as he continued across the bed. "I'll get there when I get there."
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