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She could think of nothing more to say. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. I must see if I have a gown fit to wear. “Thanks, so do you. She winked at him as he shut the door. Mrs. Entering the workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. 73 < 10 > AT HOME, 1982 Lucy woke up the next morning with Shari’s slow sonorous breathing only a few feet away.
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