I had already won wars and sailed ships to distant lands by the time I was thirty. "But what is an oath to you!" cried the widow, distrustfully. Meysey Hill—never your wife. She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers.
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