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“What’s odd?” “Oh, everything!” She shivered, and went to the fire and poked it. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. Near the door stood a pile of deal planks, behind which the carpenter ensconced himself in order to reconnoitre, unobserved, the proceedings of his idle apprentice. "Where did I hear that before?" "Perhaps that first day, in the water-clock tower.
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