"She survived to find an orphanage in London, as she grew larger and larger with child, and she survived just a bit, the slightest bit, longer still to birth him and name him for his father. And when this boy grew up he searched out his family -- the magical one who wanted him dead for being unclean, the non-magical one who, when he confronted them, said: "I threw her into the gutter to die and you, witchspawn, should have died with her.’ He was, it turned out, not only trying to escape the near-witch’s thrall; he was trying to abort his own child without dirtying his hands in the act of it. The worst combination of cowardice and malice."