” “I can assure you,” he answered, “that it isn’t a habit of mine. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. They bounced without merriment over bumpy Roman roads, and by the time they arrived she was extremely nauseous. Nobody will ever know what the fleas thought. " "All right.
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