"Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs. It would hurt no one. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. Water sprung from the corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic fountain.
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