The larger problem at hand was drugging her foster sister, Shari, into a deep sleep. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. His lips were tight drawn. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. Lucy treaded down two steps, stunned. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable.
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