Lucy howled as tooth met bone, her arm clamped in the trap of Rhea’s huge canines. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. ” “Why not?” she asked quietly. '" "An ingenious device," laughed Gay. And, now, to find a messenger. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. E. This time they would call it murder.
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