Rubbing to edges and corners bumped. Spine and covers creased and a bit grubby. Fep missing. Foxing to inside covers.
"The Palio is a fierce battle and race all at the same time," began the Umbrella Man.
"All year long the Palio is a fire bank. Then it stirs; it blazes! Out come the horses. Away they go like a quiver of arrows all at once, round the town, once, twice, three times. That race course is a death trap. But the Palio has always been!
That is a fine reason why it always will be. Time only sharpens the appetite."
Giorgio was gripped with excitement. Now the thrill and glory of the Palio gave a powerful urgency and direction to his life. Now he knew wher he was going.