Jiggle-joggle, jiggle-joggle…! For each pause she was grateful. And, lastly, to the Seven Cities o' Refuge, in the New Mint. She awoke and found herself home amid a pile of three bodies, one of which she recognized as a former denizen of the household. Beneath the hood it was evident that her rebellious hair was bound up with red silk, and fastened by some device in her ears (unless she had them pierced, which was too dreadful a thing to suppose!) were long brass filigree earrings.
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