Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep and refreshing slumber. “No, Lucy, because Satan does not exist. Jack turned away with an aching heart. ” Sir John looked at her sideways. Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had her own babies. On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female.
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