" The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. Your husband could have told you that. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. To divide the agony into two spheres so that one would mitigate the other. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. ’ ‘And you do not know me.
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