Sebastian howled with laughter, doubling over. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. I undid his coat, and I took it from his pocket.
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