Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. Then the incredible happened. They were both dressed in every respect alike. If I were Mr. ” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. "I've the Bridewell account to settle. ” “Better say six,” Mr. "Thank you, sir," said Spurlock, holding out his hand. He had the appearance of a man who has known no rest for many nights.
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