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Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. He and his friends (he had at least two per class, even in Trigonometry) would make their exits as quickly as possible. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered.
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