If Cape wasn't your last name, what was your real one?" I asked, deathly curious now. "Ahhhh," he complained. "Pincas Huckleburr.
Tamora PierceNo one expects a woman busy at her sewing to pay attention to whatโs being said around her. Nevermind if a manโs mother and sister showerd them they heard everything while they stictched, heโll still think a woman who plies her needles saves all her brains for the work. Youโre a far better spy hemming sheets than if you clank with daggers.
Tamora PierceDoes your ma know you're this silly?" she demanded tartly. He nodded, comically sad. "The few gray hairs she has on her head are my doing. But" โ with an exaggerated change of mood โ "I send her plenty of money, so she can pay to have them dyed!" "I hope she beat you as a child," Onua grumbled.
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