I daresay that is one of the names of the nuns in your convent. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. I have heard of you from my husband. She got up, as she had been told to do, at his appearance, and he amazed her by sitting down, according to custom, on her stool. “A man who does not touch his wife, who ignores his wife, what kind of man is he? I am not sick any more. ” She paused for a moment.
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