"Heaven be praised, I am not the son of a nobleman. One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. “But—your people!” she gasped. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Michelle had begged her to do it. She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. He grew even harder.
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