Her two new friends did their best to entertain her. Little Anna screamed and thrashed as she was torn from Lucy’s skirts. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. “The surgeon’s knife is surely a kindly weapon,” she declared. After all, if Valade—or no, what did you say was the villain’s name?’ ‘Gosse,’ Melusine supplied.
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