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Why?" "I was just wondering. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. ” “It isn’t nice going to prison. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. ‘Why?’ Melusine eyed him dubiously. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. She acted as her mother had taught her to. Mr. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. ’ ‘And if she can’t?’ asked Lucy. ‘You little fool! I’m a trained soldier with ten years experience at my back. She fell into another slumber, one which was more like a blackout.
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