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Well?' Jasper said when Mairelon did not reply. 'Who are you?' 'No, no,' Mairelon said. 'I asked you first. I also, if you recall, asked how you found this place and what you intend to do here, and you haven't told me that, either.' 'We might ask you the same thing,' Jasper retorted. 'You might, but I don't recommend it,' Mairelon said. 'You'll get a reputation as a poor conversationalist if you all can do is repeat what other people say to..
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NONE OF THIS NONSENSE, PLEASE
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nonsense
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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b584222
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He pushed his glasses up on his nose and gave me a sidelong look, the one that meant he was so sure you were wrong that he could just wait and let you find out for yourself the hard way.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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a10b283
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News of Daniel's disappearance does not alarm me as it might have done a week ago. Given recent events, very little alarms me as it might have done a week ago. I feel as if my supply of alarm has been exhausted, at least temporarily.
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worry
danger
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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24dc2ad
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Out here, it's better safe than sorry, because generally speaking, too much of the time sorry means you're dead.
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humor
safe
sorry
proverbs
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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802e8e4
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It took us most of the morning to put together the letter she sent to the Frontier Management Department, and I learned a lot about how to be frigidly polite and still leave somebody feeling like they'd been spanked.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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Master Richard!" Hunch's voice was not loud, but it expressed volumes of scandalized disapproval. Mairelon paused and looked up. "What is it?" "You ain't going to just--" Hunch stopped and looked at Kim. "Not with 'er standing there!" "Oh, is that all that's bothering you?" Mairelon looked at Kim and grinned. "Turn your back, child; you're offending Hunch's proprieties." Kim flushed, as much from surprise as embarrassment, and turned away. ..
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You mean I'm going to have to do a spell in front of a bunch of toffs?" Kim said, outraged that no one had mentioned this before she had agreed to this come-out. "Yes, exactly", Lady Wendall said serenely. "You and Richard have plenty of time to design something that will reflect your unique background, as well as demonstrating your abilities as a wizard. I am looking forward to seeing what you decide upon." "I could pick everyone's pockets..
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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11df887
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If you're going to be rude, do it for a reason and get something from it.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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3a1046d
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Brant's an idealist, and he's competent. There are few more dangerous combinations in this world... Heroes are even more dangerous than idealists.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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e5008be
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I'm sorry. I'm used to people objecting to things because they think I can't do them or shouldn't do them. It didn't occur to me that you might have a real reason.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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4d891d3
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May you and your triple cursed wash water turn purple with orange spots and fall down a bottomless pit!
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humor
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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85beb8c
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Rennie didn't quite dare to answer back, but she looked a whole book and a couple of extra chapters.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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d27eb43
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How can you know it's the best, if you don't learn about anything else?
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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809c33f
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Very well. You may help me to exterminate the society of wizards.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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5732c46
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She who laughs last may not invariably laugh best, but she does laugh.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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f354c6e
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I see you've decided to take my advice after all, Richard." Lady Wendall's amused voice said from somewhere above and behind him. "Marrying your ward is *exactly* the sort of usual scandal I had in mind: I wonder it didn't occur to me before."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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She probably enjoys cutting up everyone's happiness. Not to mention cutting up other parts of people; given her penchant for poisoning people and turning them into beech trees, I fail to see how she has reached thirty without leaving a trail of bodies behind her.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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Nothing you will object to," James replied in a soothing tone. I cannot think how he came to imagine that he would know what I might or might not object to."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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586385e
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I am determined to have the headache Thursday, if I have to hit myself with a rock to do it.
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funny
headache
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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8ac226c
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Buckets,' said Cimorene. 'Lots of buckets, and soap, and lemon juice. Where do you keep your buckets, Mendanbar?' 'Around somewhere,' Mendanbar said vaguely.
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humor
mendanbar
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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3ef0e59
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He wasn't a medical doctor, just educated all the way up as far as you can get.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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e75ebcd
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Humility is as good for the soul as it is for the memory
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humility
lessons-learned
memory
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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aa235bd
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Cecy, I do think it is unfair. People in novels are fainting all the time, and I never can, no matter how badly I need to.
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novels
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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5585c76
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You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff." Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim said with as much indignation as she could muster. "I was talking about the marquis, not about you!" Mairelon's eyes kindled. "Then you would?" "You've whiddled it," Kim informed him. As he kissed her again, she heard Mrs. Lowe murmur, "Mind your..
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marriage
love
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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7a631f1
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Sometimes I couldn't help thinking that the unluckiest thing about being the thirteenth child was having all those older brothers and sisters telling me what to do.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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Four of us,' said Morwen. The cats yowled. 'Yes, I know, and of course you're coming, but you can't carry a bucket of soapy water, so for the purposes of this discussion it doesn't matter,' she told them. The cats gave her an affronted look, turned their backs, and began making indignant little noises at each other.
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humor
morwen
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majesty." "It's a very ugly rug," Mendanbar said. "That's why we put it in the entry hall." --
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humor
rug
mendanbar
king
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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Kim lifted the lid. Inside, on a small pillow covered in white velvet, lay a gold sunburst the size of her thunbnail, hung on a delicate chain. It looked a little like the first spell she had ever cast, a small explosion of light re-created in metal, and she was not really surprised to find the card with the single word "Mairelon" scrawled across it."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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Really, Agatha, you might have told me." "Told you what?" Mairelon said. "That my ward was once a street thief? I didn't think it was a secret." "A street thief?" Letitia wrinkled her nose and looked at Kim with disfavor. "How horrid." "I think it is the most romantic story I have ever heard", Miss Matthews said with conviction."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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The Marquis of Harsfield Lord Franton, arrived after you left." Lady Endall said with some satisfaction. "He said he wished to be presented to Kim, and was quite dissapointed to find she was not there." "Harsfield? He must be nearly eighty." Mairelon said, frowning. "What does he want with Kim?" "No, no, Richard, you're thinking of the fourth Marquis of Harsfield," Lady Wendall said. "He died last year; it is the fifth Marquis who was askin..
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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If you brought me out driving just so you could insult me-" "Oh, not just to insult you."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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After this, anything might happen. Anything at all. - The End
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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e7a5262
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No matter how good you are at sneaking, you can't ever sneak well enough so that mosquitoes won't find you, and no matter how worried and tense you are, or how hard you are trying to pay attention, you just can't help noticing when a cloud of mosquitoes comes for you like you're their first good meal since last fall.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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cfd55d6
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I didn't ask what you'd said about it," the frog snapped. "I asked what you're going to do. Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things."
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majesty." "It's a very ugly rug," Mendanbar said. "That's why we put it in the entry hall."
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humor
rug
mendanbar
king
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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0d1a848
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Thank God!" he said, and kissed her. Kissing Mairelon was much nicer than anything she had ever dared to imagine, despite the headache."
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magic
magicians
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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ff51712
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Except you. The revelation was so blindingly sudden the words almost slipped out, and she had to bit her tongue and look away. pg 391, A Matter of Magic
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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c5c48e0
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Allowing anyone, even Mairelon, not only to come close to her, but to circle her waist with his arms brought back old fears, though she had to admit that the sensation was pleasurable on those rare occasions when she could relax enough to enjoy it.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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da35e03
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And on top of everything, Mairelon hadn't even said she looked nice.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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e2b4af0
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He doesn't seem very impressed," Cimorene commented in some amusement. "Why should he be?" Kazul said.
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humor
dragons
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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ab3b2fb
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William didn't look like he'd be difficult about anything - he was thin and sandy-haired and already wore eyeglasses like his father. Most of the time he didn't say much. But when he was curious about something, he was stubborner than a bear after a honeycomb.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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dca16a2
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In short, if we wish to see anything sensible done about the situation we will clearly have to do it ourselves.
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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6ef2e83
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Oliver has stated many times his dislike of hearing advice from his younger sister, so it is his own fault if he has not got sense enough to see which way the wind is blowing.
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stupidity
funny
ignored
common-sense
brothers
siblings
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