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’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. " "From whom?" vociferated Trenchard. She was to be handed over with her dowry of three thousand Florins, plus her pet bird, six chickens, her mother’s fine linens, a small book of poetry. Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance.
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