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    tood up trembling. c.

    “Yes, sir?” she said, her voice hardly audible.

    “Finiser Clara,”  of you run along and go to your classes.”

    Obediently tacked tainless-steel trolley before leaving in silence. No one looked at Bridget McGinn except Lyra, and sh fear.

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    “Roger told me you ered.

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    “to take you home.”

    subdued to a cough.

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