The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. ‘I knew it. I cannot go on. ‘Gerald had to change both shirt and breeches. In the circles into which he had been born, the passing on of land was of vital importance. Auntie has taken the nails out of my palms, but the scars will always be there. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek.
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