“So you’re the one my son has been talking about. Fresh ground, no chicory, and all the rest of it. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. “You must play for us again sometime. I want to boast myself. ’ ‘Aye, miss,’ Kimble agreed, taking the garments, ‘but where will I find you?’ ‘I do not know. I’m off to England. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. I’ve no name for it yet.
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