James Jacques Joseph Tissot Too

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James Jacques Joseph Tissot Too
You got to tie something around his arm," Lyra said, "to stop the bleeding. It won't stop otherwise."
"Yes, yes, I know," said the old man, but sadly.
Will kept his eyes averted while they did up a bandage, and drank the plum brandy sip by sip. Presently he felt soothed and distant, said the old man. "You are the bearer now."
"I thought you said you was," said Lyra.
"My time is over," he said. "The knife knows when to leave one hand and settle in another, and I know how to tell. You don't believe me? Look!"
He held up his own left hand. The little finger and the finger though his hand was hurting abominably."Now," said Giacomo Paradisi, "here you are, take the knife, it is yours.""I don't want it," said Will. "I don't want anything to do with it.""You haven't got the choice,"