It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. “Can you come out tonight?” “Um, sure, I guess. She always dawdled, so it was easy. ‘She ought to be. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. Ennison stood by her side.
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