’ ‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a smile and sank into a curtsy. “In the end,” it seemed to be thinking, “they embalmed me with the utmost respect—sound spices chosen to endure—the best! I took my world as I found it. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. ’ ‘Well, but he was a deserter, you see.
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