Üçüncü üye, ormanın yerlisi olan Ivy'di. ” She took the blue box from her hoodie and held it towards him. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. He is an awfully good sort— and now he has come to me to help him if I can.
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