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"Mistress!" said the apprentice, making a final appeal to Mrs. " "My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. \"I'm sixteen, I'm a junior like you. She seemed to assume that it must certainly be something she had said. She had gladly lowered her eyes as she had been instructed to in front of the fine ladies and lords, as she was more interested in their clothing and fripperies than their faces. If you had not brought your companion here, it would not have happened. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. “No, you didn’t. One would think I had agreed to her going. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. He wants you—or he doesn’t; and then he helps some other woman against you.
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