"Put your arms about me. Courtlaw stood up. Here was one that subtly mocked her. I'm ready to bear it all. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. "Here," repeated her brother. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. I've sent for the priest.
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