“You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. You may command my services at any time. She went further: she doubted that he was fully conscious of where he was. I'm not sure I'd go out with him anyway. But she could not live in constant association with him without having these gaps filled. She went to market every day to fetch the daily bread and more herbs for more medicines and potions, plus treats for the apprentices made of honey and almond paste. She was suddenly grave. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames.
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