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“I will give you money. It will be expensive to travel to England and you must also have a salary.” Atayla was just about to say that she wanted nothing but her own fare. Then, seeing the beauty and luxury of the bedroom she was in, she thought she would be very silly if she did not accept what she was offered. Somehow it went against her instincts, although she told herself that she must be practical since she owned nothing and there were things she would need for the voyage. “Thank you, Madame,” she said aloud. “As I expect Father Ignatius told you, my father was killed by desert robbers, who also took literally everything we possessed. So, if I am to travel to England with your daughter, I shall have to buy myself a few clothes.” The lady’s eyes opened and she replied, “Clothes? Bu