"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. We’ve done nothing to deserve it. But now it was all over, and Alice was getting on well. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. All about her, hither and yon, lay the enticing Unknown. ’ That arrested her. “That’s what we narcs have to do. ‘Now see here, missie. The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy.
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