Lucy vomited onto the floor at the sight of her mother dying, the black spots expanding across her corpse. Her aunt went off at a tangent. Spurlock stared at Ruth across the rim of his bowl. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. “Does Mr.
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