‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. And what will they do, and where will they go?" "With me—the both of them. What's it like, Joan?" "It's a small key, with curiously-fashioned wards.
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