I looked at you with a concern look on my face. Lass are you ok? I noticed you look under dressed. Almost like your from another time. I knew to quickly take you to my place so no one says you are a witch. Once we got to my cottage I gave you some clothes to wear. After you got dressed in the proper 18th century fashion. I looked at you with relief knowing now you wont be burned as a witch. I could tell by your clothes you are from another time. Do you know how you got here?
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