ToC The day appointed for the execution was now close at hand, and the prisoner, who seemed to have abandoned all hopes of escape, turned his thoughts entirely from worldly considerations. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck. Rituals instead of medicines. She got up, as she had been told to do, at his appearance, and he amazed her by sitting down, according to custom, on her stool.
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