‘Why, what have I said?’ ‘You said to me my name. He drew an awed breath. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds.
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