" "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. I'll stamp twice when we've done. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves.
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