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Lucy turned and faced the strawberry blonde behind her, gesturing rapidly with a folded origami triangle, evidently the newest form of note. She did not see Sebastian turn towards the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her neck stood up rigidly. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. I shall always be kind to him; I sha'n't bait him.
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