Rhea’s head exploded into a spray of blood, brain, and bone. “It’s the spring,” he said. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. ” He scarcely saw her face again. "I fear we're too late," he whispered to Thames.
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