” Michelle sighed. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. I should have gotten out of here months ago!” She opened the passenger side and reclined in the bucket seat. "Your faults were the faults of circumstances. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. “The bravest of us have joints in our armour. She had to wait some minutes in an outer office, wherein three young men of spirited costume and appearance regarded her with ill-concealed curiosity and admiration.
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