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Waiting and hoping is a hard thing to do when you've already been waiting and hoping for almost as long as you can bear it.
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You let their friendship continue because Maisie looks after your son while you're gallivanting around the country disguised as Sherlock Holmes" - Uncle Paton Yewbeam"
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It was an exceptional sensation, reading by spiderlight.
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He found himself in a room not unlike the shop. All books again, packed tight on shelves or laying in piles on every surface. It was a cozy room, for all that ; it smelled of warm, rich words and very deep thoughts.
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Dad will come back,' said Charlie quietly. When Mrs Bone turned to him, she didn't look sad at all, in fact she was smiling. 'You know, Charlie, I'm beginning to believe you,' she said. 'After what happened to Henry, I can believe almost anything.
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Manfred sighed. He looked at the ceiling and declared, 'I am behind words on the way to music beneath a wing and before trumpets, masks and brushes.' He paused for effect and brought his gaze back to Charlie. 'Do I make myself clear?' In any other circumstances, Charlie would have said, 'Clear as ditchwater,' but as the situation was already pretty grim, he decided to say, 'Yes, Manfred.
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He knelt in the grass and gently pulled off the helmet. A familiar face smiled up at him. Charlie couldn't speak. His astonishment, his joy was too great. He could feel the others gathering behind him, murmuring, 'It can't be!' 'Is it, really?' 'Why didn't we know?
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After lights out Charlie and Fidelio went to the bathroom
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Trotzdem war es hier gemutlich; es doch nach warmen, gehaltvollen Wortern und Tiefen Gedanken
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the earth under his feet, Timoken said, "I'm going for my camel." "Your camel!" the wizard"
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Southwest," he murmured. "A kindly wind, but sometimes wet." Turning to Timoken, he said, "I don't have an answer for you, but perhaps I'll try and dream one if we get some peace." "Thank you." Timoken knew that Eri was a great wizard. Answers were a favor and he shouldn't ask for too many. Yet there was someone he hadn't mentioned, someone he hadn't seen for a while, but whose memory was as fresh as though she were sitting before him at th..
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Karli.
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Even in sleep, the wizard had an iron grip.
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