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Chapter Seven

‘Brothers in Art; a friendship so complete

Portion’d in halves between us, that we grew.’

—Alfred, Lord Tennyson:

‘The Gardener’s Daughter’

Cameo turned the corner. Above her head the sign for the Lamb public house creaked as it swung in the breeze. The street was becoming so familiar to her: the crowds of people buying and selling their wares, the carriages and carts, the busy butcher’s shop, the bakery with the smell of warm fresh bread wafting from inside.

Becky, the match girl, sat on the cobbles with her wares laid out beside her.

Enticing Benedict Cole

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