” “Why did you keep her all of these years? What good can it do?” “She created me, Lucia. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. But you could have just as easily lost your womb in the Pestilence, and your life. ‘Aha,’ grunted Gerald with satisfaction, squinting up at the two open shutters on the second floor.
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