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Rummage, my boy, do. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. And he, her lawful husband, dared not go to her and console her! Accursed—all of them— Enschede, Ruth, and himself. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. ‘How she pouted, and tried to make out that she had been imposed upon.
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