Mary Remenham had passed on her every feature to the daughter whose advent had taken her from this world. It goes to my heart to disappoint you, but this thing must not be. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. She noticed an odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not noticed before. Enchanted. Manning, her aunt and father, neighbors, customs, traditions, forces. There was no past, no future, only this exhilarating present. ’ She struck her hands together.
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