Nuns, I mean. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. It was the beginning and the end of the transaction. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed.
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