CHAPTER 34
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ing t summer, scolen from and ernoons, a sun-splasable. I could sense ed only by t, I climbed trapdoor and investigated. spot in tack of books lay undisturbed, slips of paper sticking out like tongues bet titles on everyto a t;idiots savants.quot; Noted titles, but ive notes to himself on bookmarks:
Not fairy but hobgoblin.
Gustav—savant?
Ruined my life.
Find henry Day.
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