The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. It would have been very well if she had been some common creature who might have been bought off. The Widow and her Child.
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