His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. ‘Yes, for there were too many females for the vicomte to make me a dowry. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. “You can date whomever you wish. She felt she had stepped into a world of unknown usages.
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