207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. With a little sigh of happiness she accepted this new thing. He would teach her all he knew of life so that if the Hand should ever reach his shoulder, she would be able to defend herself. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed.
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