Ben had scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards the bank. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. ’ ‘Because I have never heard anything so ridiculous,’ Gerald announced. We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive. "You shall see him to-morrow. “I think I ought to have one. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon.
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