Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest, animating and directing its fury. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness.
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