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“Zara’s napping,” Marya” Tambara and Jol concurred

Nasha looked up from her lunch with sudden interest “What’s a Musketeer?”

“A character,” Amal said “From a book called The Three Musketeers”

“I want to be a Musketeer I can oats”

“You can’t,” Ta as five Musketeers”

“There’s no such thing as four,” Nasha said

“D’Artagnan,” Maryam replied

Nasha looked at Amal “Who’s that?”

“An honorary Musketeer”

“See?” Maryam said “So there are four”

Nasha scra at her “I hate you I hate all of you,” she shouted, then ran from the mess hall

Rehtly Both had been warned by Wendy to let the girls work out their own problems Even so, Remi was torn ab

out whether she should follow Nasha, especially when Marya, “She’s so immature”

“She’s eleven,” Remi pointed out “Maybe we could be a tiny bit nicer?”

Marya to the floor “Sorry,” she whispered