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“TROUSERS!” she whispered. The scanty furniture of the rooms corresponded with their dungeon-like aspect. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories.
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