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He looked at her, hurt. The baby boy was delivered in a sea of black blood, born dead and blue, and strangled by plague. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. The city presented a terrible picture of devastation. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. “But I am judge of that,” said Manning. Enchanted. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. “Yes, I remember,” she said.
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