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"I've lost my wager. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. ” “But I can’t help but notice from your bookshelf that you read all sorts of horror and science fiction. “You don’t want to go?” “No.
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