A Dozen Ways of Love
It was after dark on a November evening. A young woman came down the main street of a small town in the south of Scotland. She was a maid-servant about thirty years old; she had a pretty though rather strong-featured face and yellow silken hair. When she came toward the end of the street she turned into a small draper¿s shop. A middle-aged woman stood behind the counter folding her wares. --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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