Mary Cassatt Children Playing On The Beach

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throbbing.
Will hauled himself up painfully, peered through the deep darkness, and made out a blur of white on the ground beside the man. It was the white breast and head of a great bird, an osprey, a daemon, and it was lying still. Will with the utmost delicacy on to the stumps of Will's two lost fingers.
His other hand let go at once, and he sat up.
"You've got the knife," he said. "You're the knife bearer."
His voice was resonant, harsh, but breathless. Will sensed that he was badly hurt. Had he wounded this dark opponent?tried to pull away, and his feeble tug woke a response from the man, whose hand hadn't loosened.But he was moving. He was feeling Will's right hand carefully with his free one. Will's hair stood on end.Then the man said, "Give me your other hand.""Be careful," said Will.The man's free hand felt down Will's left arm, and his fingertips moved gently over the wrist and on to the swollen palm and