I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. There’s nothing a girl can do that isn’t sweated to the bone. "Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. But Jack and his companion were already gone. This is where my character, Lucia, is coming from.
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