All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. The youth with the hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and against the women’s vote. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically.
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