Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martha begged. I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long.
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