"Ah, Maria...some women learn lessons easily, and some take a bit of the twisting of the wires to get their attention. Perhaps after tonight you will think again before you scorn your Signor Balsamo for his missing parts?"
"Come, Maria, drink a bit more tea. It will fortify you. Is it too bitter? Here, let me add just a little more 'special sugar'. It will do the trick."
The Count obligingly held the delicate porcelain teacup to her rosy lips and filled her mouth with tea. She sputtered, but swallowed, her eyes filling with tears.
Maria couldn't protest, she had no voice. Only the terror in her eyes registered she was even alive.
"Ah, look Maria! Your eyes are sparkling! Tonight you will be the belladonna of the stage. Of course, tomorrow the critics will say your acting was a bit 'wooden' but what do they know?"
THE END
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