Everyone was so enthralled by the Goduncle’s birthday party — not the least the Gearmother. A pity the Goduncle couldn’t show himself. ¿What was biting him that he so rudely brushed off their attempts to have a quiet chat with him?
They were all watching in rapture the clown juggling so many sharp knives so quickly it was a blur — & the clown didn’t e’en seem to be looking @ them, but straight @ the audience with a calm stare that didn’t seem aware o’ what its hands were doing.
The “clown” was glad they were so rapt up that they didn’t notice his attention keep flicking gainst his better judgment toward his Godnephew creeping toward the audience with a shaking pistol in his hand.