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... e for the mummers farces found in songs, where maidens and heroes hid in secret glades, trading coy glances before tearful confessions.
Better to address this need than let her pin him down later, or worse, have her seek comfort in the arms of some common flea-bottom wretch.
He glanced at tasks waiting outside. The logs, the frogs, the matter of Humphrey.
Meaningless scrawls. He shook his head.
Fay grabbed his forearm, her grip desperate.
"Master, just for ...
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