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... cut short as he looked around. To his right, an assortment of freshly-washed clothing hung from a line, the garments fluttering gently in the breeze behind the safety of a fence. Next to them leaned Margaret, her rheumy eyes bright as she gave him a toothless smile.
"Ah, Margaret," Marcus said, doffing his cap in a flourishing bow. "You're looking as lovely as ever."
"Oh, you flatterer!" The washerwoman flapped a hand at him. "Why, if I hadn't heard you were already spoken for, y ...
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