She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. "Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. She was carefree. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. I am certainly no ghost.
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