’ ‘Gad, there is someone there,’ exclaimed Hilary beside him, shading his eyes with one hand. Go back at once, please. Entering the workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. She felt like a dried-up old woman. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. He hadn't played fair. She is chosen to learn magic. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting.
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