" "Force the door," said Thames, "or you will be too late. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. She saw his finger pull back on the hammer of the gun and shrieked a warning just as Jack launched himself forward and Gosse turned and fired. You are all the beauty in the world.
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