CHAPTER TWELVE
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got Doctor Cornelius by t. At one slasrumpkins sword he floor.
t eets, and boots for about sixty seconds. then silence.
quot;Are you all right, Ed?”
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quot;eiger-bottles!quot; came an angry voice. quot;Its me youre sitting on. Get off.
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quot;Sorry, D.L.F.,quot; said Edmund. quot;Is t better?”
quot;O; bellorumpkin. quot;Youre putting your boot in my mout; ` quot;Is King Caspian anyer.
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triking a matc tle flame sy. for a little, found t of oil), set it on table, and lit
it. o t. Six faces blinked at one anot.
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