It’s true. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. 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. John moved closer to her, getting up from his roost by one bench, he joined her at the bench where she sat. I'll bet you've been in Hong-Kong these two weeks already, and never a line to me.
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