There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. She went to market every day to fetch the daily bread and more herbs for more medicines and potions, plus treats for the apprentices made of honey and almond paste. Suddenly she understood.
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