re her eyes.

    quot; are you doing, Pole? Come back-blittle idiot!quot; sed  Scrubb. But o

    by noruggling on too frigo knoe en came back to  sc, at t, Scrubb errified scream,  ling to ths.

    Fortunately, sime to t sly coloured animal o t  roaring or snorting, but just blos  as steadily as a vacuum cleaner sucks in. Jill  o ture t sing steadily  ts body. Sill because s get up. Sing:  indeed, she wished

    s, but faints dont come for t last siny black speck floating aly  up rose, it also got fartime it op it  s sig. It  a great speed. Jill couldnt  ture at  away.

    So surned and looked at ture. It was a lion.