“I was scarcely the first, nor the only current, girl of impressive derivation to be unceremoniously thrust through the iron gate at the entrance of Le Murate by parents whose aspirations for their daughters did not include marriage. Our paths to the convent were varied, but no matter. We all wound up in the same habit.” MarriageItalyAristocracyFlorenceVowsNunsConventLe Murate Book:Paint Source: Paint