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She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. 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. ‘Come,’ she called. Understanding the appeal, the man snatched his master's sword from his grasp, and passed it through Darrell's body. “He wants to settle something on you, I believe. You must wait till supper's over. "Tell me that, and I will believe you. when I was five. “Shut up, you little faggot. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance. "Do not endanger yourself on my account," rejoined his mother.
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