\" Mark was tall and skinny, a mop of brown hair over a pillar of freckles. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. She allowed herself to be ejected, therefore, and retired to the parlour after cleansing the blood from her hands and her own slight wound in the kitchen.
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