The King examines the daguerreotype and the book with an expression of drowning melancholy.[…]'Garbels...' is all he'll say.
He does, however, gently but firmly confiscate the book from you as you leave. The Raggedy Men watch, daring you to object.
The King examines the daguerreotype and the book with […] melancholy. […] He speaks of the darknesses under the city, of the sensations of death. […]
He does[…] confiscate the book from you as you leave. The Raggedy Men watch, daring you to object.