He took his seat at the table, but leaned forward to address her. "That's the kinchin as was to try the dub for us, ain't it?" muttered Smith to his companion as he stole a glance at Jack Sheppard. They walked past his old jungle gym set to a hilly park that dwelled sleepily beyond his house. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. "Come along, Blueskin. She felt sleepy and unusually irritable.
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