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CHAPTER TWELVE
,quot; said Sa weakly.

    quot;Come on, t; said t once ttle  arms round Sas  to support ; all to be as! Better talking.”

    it deal of bustle, muttering reproaco itself, ted Sa at a great speed furto ttle  doa ed at t moment and o  feel very s from trees on to bare tle o t,  quot;or for breakfast.”

    And immediately, mixed o Sa a simply  delig , the smell of bacon and eggs and mushrooms all frying in a pan.

    quot;Mind your ; said Duffle a moment too late, for Sa  tel of t;No; continued t;sit you down.

    tables a bit lo tools looo. ts right.  And heres porridge - and heres a jug of cream - and heres a spoon.”

    By time Sa ting t and t milk, and toast, on table.

    It o Sa for Calormene food is quite  different.  even knouff   before.  kno toast  oil instead of butter. And tself  e different from ty, fis of Arsed ase cable-clottle curtains on t roublesome o use des and knives and  forks. t t  t many  Sas plate or cup , and every moment t;Butter pleasequot;, or quot;Anot; or quot;Id like a  fe; about frying anot; And  ten as mucs for side to a benc ttage retc t sigentment and t t been a lig would oo .

    quot;Noranger,quot; said Duffle, quot;Ill s a,

    beyond t see tern Mountains. And t  round  is called tone table. Just beyond -”

    But at t moment errupted by a snore from Sa s journey and  breakfast,  asleep. ticed to eac to ing up and -tiptoeing a tainly would ired.

    pretty  ime for supper. t oo small for  tirred nor dreamed
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