“Once or twice. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. But you could have just as easily lost your womb in the Pestilence, and your life. Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. Jonathan mixed with the group, and, sure of his prey, abided his time.
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