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Valade accorded the major’s greeting a brief nod and gave his attention back to St Erme. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. It is extraordinary. The child was still safe. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me.
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