Blueskin answered by dashing his head violently against the flagged floor. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. Let her see what she could make here. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. Cars rushed by on the street, swerving into the middle of the two lane road to avoid the knee-deep puddles forming around sewer grates. ‘Yes, tell us everything at once,’ instructed Lucilla, pushing him towards the sofa she had vacated, and obliging him to sit beside her.
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