Bring me clothing, I beg of you. I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. She is chosen to learn magic. And, now, to find a messenger. I learned the trick of the place from one Paul Groves, who used to live here, and who contrived the machine. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred.
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