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Sebastianus gave Marina tonics and barred Lucia from touching her mother, who yelled in her Gypsy tongue at Lucia to stay away, save the baby. She ran away from you; and now I can easily understand why. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. She had always loved babies, like you! We ran away to the Barbars, back then, the land of the barbarian North. It would be swindling. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling, insolence and ribald jest. His face, as he looked down where his hand sought for a weapon concealed in her petticoat, was so close that she could see only the line of his firm jaw, the drag of his powdered hair that drew it into the military pigtail, and the black ribbon that adorned it. There is a tragedy to come.
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