She had heard the trader utter it many times. “Perhaps, as I’ve only just arrived,” she remarked, “I might be forgiven if I do not change my skirt. Let him have his honeymoon. 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. .
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