Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. Inside was the blue stone she had lost in the 1800’s. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. But you shall swing, rascal,—you shall swing. Mr.
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