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Big Boney round,

But Leetle Boney’s on ze attack!

Little squibs and tiny rockets fired off as the younger Bonaparte raholes in the silken backdrop Red ribbons tuouts of blood

Oh, Bran would have gone ht Maybe we can act it out for hiot red ribbons and so has Em

Home She shut her eyes It did not seehley or even Yorkshire still existed soet back And then an awful, alien thought crept up through the stairs of her et back, all of us, with grog in hand? What will happen if it works? What will happen if it doesn’t?

Young Soult tossed woolen pink intestines stuffed with barley out of the puppet-battle and into the front row Miss Jane fainted into Gravey’s irritated arms

“Oh, coroaned “I lost my innards three times in a week once The least you can do is stay awake for it”

Miss Jane opened one eye and glared up at the Leftenant, who steadfastly refused to behave as a suitor should “You just ruin everything,” she whined “You’re meant to make a fuss over me!”

“That’s preposterous,” said Charlotte evenly “What do they teach you in the city?”

Young Soult’s next tortured verse sang out over Gravey’s roars of laughter

How bitterly the ept

As Glass Town bent and broke!

Because ould not kneel and place

Our necks beneath his yoke!

A pale little puppet all of white silk stepped hesitantly into the scene She wore a silver crown A marionette covered in paper roses strode confidently from the other side of the curtains