Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. ” “You may be sure of the one,” she murmured. “You must have heard—have you—oh, tell me, won’t you?” she begged. Heard of your last escape.
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