” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. Though there is something to be said for your idea of a secret convent, at least as a hiding place. Come on. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams.
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