CHAPTER XXXI. “I didn’t blow up the house. “It has been a delightful evening for me. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. . Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms.
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