How fortunate that she recognises the resemblance. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. And this clear-visioned child had comprehended that only half the rogues were really ill. I've left mine on the spikes of the New Prison, and must borrow yours.
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