chapter  163
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The Headstrong Son—Lu figghiu tistardu

Now it just so happened that on the previous day, a very rich and important prince had died in this town, and after all the appropriate funeral ceremonies they had buried him in one of the crypts of that church. In the middle of the night, around four o’clock, when not even a fly was stirring and the dark was so thick you could cut it with a knife, four thieves assembled outside the church, armed to the teeth and intent on robbery. Their plan was to dig up the prince’s body and steal all the jewelry and fancy clothes that his family had buried with him, plus his diamond ring.