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The sky beyond was a surreal
color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had
once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden
lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted
at the front door and the shouting intensified. She quickened her pace,
and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. Sweet sixteen year old Shari, who never
once figured out the morning sleep hangovers she
suffered monthly. “Yes, I see that. ”
She found her muscles a-tremble. Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd
chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by
shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter
days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. "Don't fire," cried the latter. “Only married a few months ago and lived
out at Hampstead. It means. Will you take it in to him?”
The young man smiled in a superior manner. Jonathan shook his head.
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