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. He nodded. . ’ ‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow. ’ ‘Who was to know if you would find your place?’ countered Martha.
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