She was tall, dark and thin, with a proud and voluptuous bust, even though she was no longer young. He had the pallor of those suffering from malaria and in that disquieting pallor two big black eyes and lips that promised joy but led to suffering and misfortune. In the village they called her "The she-wolf" because she seemed never to be satisfied with anything. The women crossed the street when she passed, lonely like a mongrel dog, with that restless and sly manner just like a hungry she-wolf. Although she was considered a curse for the whole country, all the men were obsessed with her and perhaps they would have sacrificed their family serenity just for a glance. But one day the she-wolf fell madly in love with young Nanni.