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Resa bent over the paper again and began to write
‘Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was, O my Best Beloved, when the Taer s ild,’ he whispered ‘And the Horse ild, and the Sheep ild, and the Pig ild – as wild as wild could be – and they walked in the Wet Wild Woods by their wild lones But the wildest of all wild animals was the Cat He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him ‘
Resa always knehat story he needed at any given er in this world, just like hiue
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Farid’s Report
‘All right,’ said Spiff ‘Now this is what I say, anyone who thinks they’ve got a better plan can say so afterwards’
Michael de Larrabeiti,
The Borribles Go for Broke
When Farid ca for him Elinor was asleep under the trees, her face flushed by thewhere Farid had left hi up the hill
‘We heard shots!’ he called ‘I thought we’d never see you again’
‘They were shooting at cats,’ replied Farid, letting hiue’s concernconcerned for his safety What kept you? Where have you been all this time? That was the kind of reception he was used to Even Dustfinger’s face had always been closed to hiue’s face it was different Anxiety, joy, anger, pain, love – it was all plain to see, written on his brow, even when he tried to hide it, just as he was now trying not to ask the question that ue ever since he saw Farid approaching
‘Your daughter’s all right,’ said Farid ‘And she got your h she’s shut up on the top floor of Capricorn’s house But Gwin is a wonderful cli’ He heard Silvertongue breathe a sigh of relief, as if all the cares in the world had been lifted froht an answer’ Farid took Gwin out of the rucksack, held hiie’s note froue unfolded the paper as carefully as if he feared his fingers ht wipe away the words ‘An endpaper,’ he murmured ‘She must have torn it out of a book’
‘What does she say?’
‘Have you tried to read it?’
Farid shook his head and took a piece of bread out of his trouser pocket Gwin had earned a reward But theoverdue daytime sleep
‘You can’t read, is that it?’
‘No’