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She went to market every day to fetch the daily bread and more herbs for more medicines and potions, plus treats for the apprentices made of honey and almond paste. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. A carpenter's daughter is no fit match for a peer of France. She pulled her chair with a mild creak and marched towards the stair.
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