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144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. "Yes; he'll suspect nothing. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow.
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