And now she comprehended that the man (she had never known him by any name) knew she had surprised the look and had not resented it. Rubbishy novels and pernicious rascals. . Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. "I could not make him understand. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. ‘I’m a soldier, missie.
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