She didn’t choose her man. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. I am sorry to seem to disobey you, but I am. “I must go. They mean everything that women can mean—except submission. He is in Newgate. Had Valade been to see him? Possibly even yesterday when he was followed by some young lad—and the girl, of course.
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