She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. ” Michelle patted Lucy’s shoulder reassuringly. There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. . Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. “That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured. And so Misther Wudd lives near the Black Lion, eh?" "He does," replied Thames. "I'll fetch it.
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