She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. ‘You didn’t understand it any better than I. She covered herself with her arms. And son of a pig,’ she grunted, baring her teeth. ‘Gone!’ he said. The river, the big buildings on the north bank, Westminster, and St. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful.
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