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I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. ‘Something in that, missie. There was something markedly and deliberately liberal-minded in his manner in all their encounters. The entire place was a masterpiece of wooden carving, a design of interleaving carried throughout. Eric Vorsack still toiled at work. She would always be waiting upon this boy, he mused. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness.
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