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‘Peste,’ she wailed, as Emile dropped to the floor, ducking down. There was none. Give me the chisel, Blueskin. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. John sat with his parents who arrived bubbling with excitement, bragging to everyone about Lucy’s first performance for them exclusively.
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