" He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. His fatigue was tacitly understood within the family; it was a phenomenon which everyone acknowledged as related to the trades. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. "Comfort yourself, my charmer," said Mr. My, um, my curfew.
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