part three a blade new-made from the ashes of the forge something suitable in which to go to war june 19 , 1778 philadelphia i woke completely disoriented , to the splat of water dripping into a wooden bucket , the sharp smells of wood pulp and printer 's ink , the softer musk of jamie 's body and frying bacon , the clank of pewter plates , and the loud braying of a mule .