He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. — Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
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He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. He laughed.

— Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
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