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"Being sat upon," said Addison "The hunter fashioned her horns into a chair"

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"If that’s her," said Enoch, tapping the photo, "then what’s buried here?"

"The chair," said Addison "What a pitiful waste of a peculiar life"

"This burying ground is filled with stories like Magda’s," Addison said "Miss Wren radually it’s become a tomb"

"Like all our loops," said Enoch "Like peculiardo,’ Miss Wren often said" Addison’s voice rose in i but the overseer of its long funeral!’ "

Addison’s eyes glistened, reain "She was very theatrical"

"Please don’t refer to our ymbryne in the past tense," Deirdre said

"Is," he said "Sorry Is"

"They hunted you," said E with emotion "Stuffed you and put you in zoos"

"Just like the hunters did in Cuthbert’s story," said Olive

"Yes," said Addison "Some truths are expressed best in the forinning to understand "No giant Just a bird"

"A very special bird," said Deirdre

"You’re worried about her," I said

"Of course we are," said Addison "Touncaptured ymbryne When she heard that her kidnapped sisters had been spirited away to London, she flew off to render assistance without a ht for her own safety"

"Nor ours," Deirdre muttered

"London?" said Emma "Are you sure that’s where the kidnapped y replied "Miss Wren has spies in the city--a certain flock of peculiar pigeons atch everything and report back to her Recently, several caood infor held in the punishasped, but I had no idea what the dog ned to hold captured wights, hardened crierously insane," Millard explained "They’re nothing like the loops we know Nasty, nasty places"

"And now it is the wights, and undoubtedly their holloho are guarding them," said Addison

"Good God!" exclaimed Horace "Then it’s worse than we feared!"

"Are you joking?" said Enoch "This is precisely the sort of thing I feared!"