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Chapters (37)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-one
  25. Twenty-two
  26. Twenty-three
  27. Twenty-four
  28. Twenty-five
  29. Twenty-six
  30. Twenty-seven
  31. Twenty-eight
  32. Twenty-nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty-one
  35. Thirty-two
  36. Thirty-three
  37. Thirty-four

“That’s ours,” said Dr. Warren, looking over Abigail’s shoulder as she unfolded the paper. Written on it was simply, The Linnet in the Oak Tree. Cloetia. “One of our codes, I mean. Linnet is Wednesday. The Oak Tree is midnight.”

“And Cloetia is one of the names Rebecca used, to sign her poems.” Abigail turned the purse over in her fingers, opened it to dump five gold sovereigns and a few cut pieces of Spanish silver into her palm. “Did the Sons give Rebecca money for informers?”

“Patriots have no need for paid spies,” declared Sam indignantly. “There are more than enough good Whigs—true patriots—who have their country’s good at heart, to—”

“So she would not have had a sum of money in the house, for instance, that contributed to this—this obscenity?”

“Ah.” Sam rubbed the side of his nose with his forefinger.

“We do pay for information sometimes,” said Revere. “Though robbery doesn’t seem to have been involved here. Nor, to judge by her earrings, does money seem to have been the reason this woman came here last night.”

“We won’t know what her reason was,” said Abigail softly, clinking the coins in her hand, “until we know who she was, and what she may have brought with her besides what was in her pockets. For all we know, she was wearing a diamond crown, and the killer overlooked the earrings.”

She got to her feet, looked down at the woman, now lying on her back. Her revulsion and horror had dissolved in her anger at Sam, and in the blood, the horrid wound on the throat, the flattened bulge of the engorged and darkened breasts she saw now only the mute plea for vengeance and for help. She handed the purse to Sam, slipped the folded paper into her own pocket.

“In any case you’d probably better see if any more money is in the house, since Rebecca never had a penny of her own to spare. And you might want to sift through the fireplace ashes, to see if anything was burned or half burned that might tell tales to the Watch. John says he’s caught more than one plaintiff in a lie, by scraps he’s found at the back of someone’s hearth. I’m going upstairs to see what I can find.”

Three

Three

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The light was stronger in the bedchamber now, as the sun strengthened somewhere beyond the overcast of the sky. The first thing Abigail saw by it as she stepped through the door was the slight depression in the worn pillows, and the stains of mud and wet on the faded green and white counterpane of the bed’s daytime dress.