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The Swans Neck: chapter four

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It was colder than charity outside our chamber on the morn of Christmas tide. Ealdgyth refused to attend Mass, and when my Lord sent a messenger to order her to do so, she threw her shoes at him. 'Tell my faithless husband that he is in a state of mortal sin! He should not go to Mass. He's a bastard!' With that she threw her shoe at him. No other messenger came. I held my Mistress.

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