Maybe sixty, seventy miles. At first the other people in the Stafford household were sympathetic to Dougless’s tears. ds to help, but then stepped back, her eyes wide, when she saw Dougless needed no help in undressing. No wonder she’d seen so few fat people and the women had such tiny waists.
As she made her way downstairs to her dreary little room, she told herself she’d be quite glad to get rid of him. 'I have guilders in my package. It’s—” Breaking off, she refused to meet Honoria’s eyes. 'Tell me again,' she said as she worked.
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