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Let’s have an advance round of applause for our concertmaster, 249 Lucy Albert!” Lucy was horrified. ’ Melusine gasped. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. She was beauty, the key of magic, the teacher of spells, the predictor of wars, and the gate of the future.
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