“Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world. Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. ” “I am very much afraid,” Anna answered, “that it was. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall.
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