It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. Cathy appeared in her bathrobe. ” Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. ‘Not kill me, I mean. I did not even know where to write and thank you.
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