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He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows. She went to market every day to fetch the daily bread and more herbs for more medicines and potions, plus treats for the apprentices made of honey and almond paste. Doctors constantly admonished and offered weak consolation that most would have been hurt much worse from the type of fall he took. I will endeavour. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony.
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