The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. One could go to him and tell him one loved him. ‘You put that thing away now, missie. You will do as I say, or—’ ‘Hoy!’ called Trodger from down the hall. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly.
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