It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. "He has heard of your wonderful escapes, and wishes to see what you're like. " "It's a hopeless job," grumbled Blueskin, "and harm will come of it.
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