Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. William Kneebone, Of me, Sir, you shall never be bone.
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