It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. “Morning, Mom. "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window.
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