" At this moment, Saint Sepulchre's clock struck six. Hang the wench! Roding was right. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. ” Lucy said, thinking of the Becks who worked around the clock just to keep a tiny house in the same neighborhood.
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