#22095 - Bad business, I said, Would you rather your beloved made you a woman? Lordship? she said in confusion. In my own recognisance, not sold, you shall serve me until you repent, I averred rashly, Now what say you? I should rather die! she replied. Then find a willing wench, she insisted.
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