You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. " Jackson treated this menace with a loud laugh of derision. ’ ‘Eh bien, you are not a saint,’ Melusine snapped. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. You, Anna, are one of them. It did not occur to her that they at least had found a way of earning a living, and had that much economic superiority to herself.
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