She nodded. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house. Just a friendly polite suggestion. “It means that I have had enough of this slavery,” she declared. Plote was sleeping or deaf.
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