At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. ’ Gerald grinned. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. She looked at him curiously. Many little things had contributed to that decision. ’ Gerald raised his brows. I can't bear it.
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