“Perhaps, as I’ve only just arrived,” she remarked, “I might be forgiven if I do not change my skirt. I wish they would just get it over with. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. His new wife’s face was sweet and angelic with hair the color of flax, her belly already visibly large beneath a roe skin pelt. Her anger died and she eyed him. I have suffered—I have sinned—I have repented.
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