Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. "Do you know what you are talking about, Mrs. Sometimes I take innocent lives. 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.
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