They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. ’ ‘So Charvill did tell him,’ Gerald said, once more staring into the hole in the wall. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. Gerçek hazine, Alper ve arkadaşlarının bu macerada kazandığı deneyimler, cesaret ve arkadaşlık bağlarıydı. .
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