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The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. “How old are you?” “Sixteen. Kimble had bedded the animal down at the local inn. I hope you won’t mind if I say first that I think it does me an extraordinary honor that you should think of any one like myself so highly and seriously, and, secondly, that I wish it had not been written. There was no one to be seen in the great hall. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. " "Be silent, and conceal yourself. " "It is folded under your pillow. " "Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with kisses. The blow was scarcely dealt, when, with a bound like that of a tiger, Blueskin sprang upon him.
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