"The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. The baby boy was delivered in a sea of black blood, born dead and blue, and strangled by plague. I have a good memory, you perceive, Sir Rowland. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. “Come,” he said, “this is capital, capital. Nobody knows what his real name is, but he's a Hollander. Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled. I want you beyond measure or reckoning.
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