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Now, for the cage, my pretty canary-bird. As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. I am not a madman, or a pauper, or even an unreasonable person. “No way!” Michelle cried, and also looked around for pedestrian listeners.

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