Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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Chapter 9
WHAT LUCY SAW
SUSAN and the two boys were bitterly tired with rowing before they rounded the last headland and began the final pull up Glasswater itself, and Lucy's head ached from the long hours of sun and the glare on the water. Even Trumpkin longed for the voyage to be over. The seat on which he sat to steer had been made for men, not Dwarfs, and his feet did not reach the floor-boards; and everyone knows how uncomfortable that is even for ten minutes. And as they all grew more tired, their spirits fell. Up till now the children had only been thinking of how to get to Caspian. Now they wondered what they would do when they found him, and how a handful of Dwarfs and woodland creatures could defeat an army of grown-up Humans.
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into his chair and staring at the words on the outside of the scroll: Ronald Weasley, Gryffindor House, Hogwarts. He looked up at the other two. 鈥榃hat d'you reckon?鈥� 鈥極pen it!鈥�said Hermione eagerly, and Harry nodded.
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I was most pleasantly surprised when f heard this news and must firstly offer my congratulations. I must admit that I have always been afraid that you would take what we might call the 鈥楩red and George鈥�route, rather than following in my footsteps, so you can imagine my feelings on hearing you have stopped flouting authority and have decided to shoulder

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have understood, Harry鈥e would have shown me mercy鈥︹�
Both Black and Lupin strode forward, seized Pettigrew's shoulders, and threw him backward onto the floor. He sat there, twitching with terror, staring up at them.
鈥淵ou sold Lily and James to Voldemort,鈥�said Black, who was shaking too. 鈥淒o you deny it?鈥�
Pettigrew burst into tears. It was horrible to watch, like an oversized,cheap coach bags, balding baby, cowering on the floor.
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鈥淒ON'T LIE!鈥�bellowed Black. 鈥淵OU'D BEEN PASSING INFORMATION TO HIM FOR A YEAR BEFORE LILY AND JAMES DIED! YOU WERE HIS SPY!鈥�
鈥淗e 鈥�he was taking over everywhere!鈥�gasped Pettigrew. 鈥淲h-what was there to be gained by refusing him?鈥�
鈥淲hat was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who has ever existed?鈥�said Black, with a terrible fury in his

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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a shelf full of books. Lucy looked at these while he was setting out the tea things. They had titles like The Life and Letters of Silenus or Nymphs and Their Ways or Men, Monks and Gamekeepers; a Study in Popular Legend or Is Man a Myth?
"Now, Daughter of Eve!" said the Faun.
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under it (not to one side like the leg of a one-legged man) and at the end of it, a single enormous foot-a broadtoed foot with the toes curling up a little so that it looked rather like a small canoe. She saw in a moment why they had looked like mushrooms. They had been lying flat on their backs each with its single leg straight up in the air and its enormous foot spread out above it. She learned afterwards that this was their ordinary way of resting; for the foot kept off both rain and sun and for a Monopod to lie under its own foot is almost as good as being in a tent.
"Oh, the funnies, the funnies," cried Lucy, bursting into laughter. "Did you make them like that?"
"Yes, yes. I made the Duffers into Monopods,cheap coach bags," said the Magician. He too was laughing till the tears ran down his cheeks. "But watch," he added.
It was worth watching. Of course these little one-footed men couldn't walk or run as we do. They got about by jumping,replica furla bags, like fleas or frogs. And what jumps they made! as if each big foot were a mass of

Saturday, July 27, 2013

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. . so amazing. I mean, it seems like we just met, and now we鈥檙e graduating together,鈥�she gushed. 鈥淐anyou believe it鈥檚 over? I feel like screaming!鈥� 銆��鈥淪o do I,鈥�I muttered.
銆��鈥淭his is all just so incredible. Do you remember your first day here? We were friends, like, right away.
銆��From the first time we saw each other. Amazing. And now I鈥檓 off to California and you鈥檒l be in Alaska andI鈥檓 going to miss you so much! You have to promise that we鈥檒l get together sometimes! I鈥檓 so glad you鈥檙ehaving a party. That鈥檚 perfect. Because we really haven鈥檛 spent much time together in a while and now we鈥檙eall leaving. . . .鈥� 銆��She droned on and on, and I was sure the sudden return of our friendship was due to graduation nostalgiaand gratitude for the party invite, not that I鈥檇 had anything to do with that. I paid attention as well as I couldwhile I shrugged into my robe. And I found that I was glad that things could end on a good note with Jessica.
銆��Because it was an ending, no matter what Eric, the valedictorian, had to

Thursday, July 25, 2013

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haven't been able to write, Harry; sending letters to you would have been something of a
give-away.鈥� 鈥淲hat do you mean?鈥� 鈥淚've been living among my fellows, my equals,鈥�said Lupin. 鈥淲erewolves,鈥�he added, at Harry's look of incomprehension. 鈥淣early all of them are on Voldemort's
side. Dumbledore wanted a spy and here I was... ready-made.鈥� He sounded a little bitter, and perhaps realized it, for he smiled more warmly as he went on, 鈥淚 am not complaining; it is necessary work and who can do it better than
I? However, it has been difficult gaining their trust. I bear the unmistakable signs of having tried to live among wizards, you see, whereas they have shunned normal
society and live on the margins, stealing鈥攁nd sometimes killing鈥攖o eat.鈥� 鈥淗ow come they like Voldemort?鈥� 鈥淭hey think that, under his rule, they will have a better life,鈥�said Lupin. 鈥淎nd it is hard to argue with Greyback out there...鈥� 鈥淲ho's Greyback?鈥� 鈥淵ou haven't heard of him?鈥�Lupin's hands closed convulsively in his lap. 鈥淔enrir

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I can reach them.鈥� 鈥淐an you pick up logs?鈥�Sophie asked, intrigued in spite of her impatience.
For answer, Calcifer stretched out a blue arm-shaped flame divided into green fingerlike flames at the end. It was not very long, nor did it look strong. 鈥淪ee? I can almost reach the hearth,鈥�he said proudly.
Sophie stacked a pile of logs in front of the grate so that Calcifer could at least reach the top one. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e not to burn them until you鈥檝e got them in the grate,鈥�she warned him, and she set off for the door yet again.
This time somebody knocked on it before she got there.
It was one of those days, Sophie thought. It must be the sea captain. She put up her hand to turn the knob blue-down.
鈥淣o, it鈥檚 the castle door,鈥�Calcifer said. 鈥淏ut I鈥檓 not sure-鈥� Then it was Michael back for some reason, Sophie thought as she opened the door.
A turnip face leered at her. She smelled mildew. Against the wide blue sky, a ragged arm ending in a stump of a stick wheeled round and tried to paw at her. It was a scarecrow. It

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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clamour of the Orcs before him. He shrank against the cliff. But they marched up like a phantom company, grey distorted figures in a mist, only dreams of fear with pale flames in their hands. And they passed him by. He cowered, trying to creep away into some cranny and to hide.
He listened. The Orcs from the tunnel and the others marching down had sighted one another, and both parties were now hurrying and shouting. He heard them both clearly, and he understood what they said. Perhaps the Ring gave understanding of tongues, or simply understanding, especially of the servants of Sauron its maker, so that if he gave heed, he understood and translated the thought to himself. Certainly the Ring had grown greatly in power as it approached the places of its forging; but one thing it did not confer, and that was courage. At present Sam still thought only of hiding, of lying low till all was quiet again; and he listened anxiously. He could not tell how near the voices were, the words seemed almost in his ears.
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inevitable; can鈥檛 marry for want of a kitchen shovel.鈥� But I was imperfectly acquainted with the lady.
A few days afterward I found myself walking behind her. There is something artful about her skirts by which I always know her, though I can鈥檛 say what it is. She was carrying an enormous parcel that might have been a bird-cage wrapped in brown paper, and she took it into a bric-a-brac shop and came out without it. She then ran rather than walked in the direction of the sixpenny-halfpenny shop. Now mystery of any kind is detestable to me, and I went into the bric-a-brac shop, ostensibly to look at the cracked china; and there, still on the counter, with the wrapping torn off it, was the article Mary had sold in order to furnish on the proceeds. What do you think it was? It was a wonderful doll鈥檚 house, with dolls at tea downstairs and dolls going to bed upstairs, and a doll showing a doll out at the front door. Loving lips had long ago licked most of the paint off, but otherwise the thing was in admirable preservation; obviously

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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鈥榃ha?鈥�said Hagrid, raising a massive hand and feeling his face. 鈥極h鈥攐h yeah. Well, Grawpy's loads better behaved now, loads. Seemed right pleased ter see me when I got back, ter tell yeh the truth. He's a good lad, really ... Ive bin thinkin abou tryin ter find him a lady friend, actually ...鈥� Harry would normally have tried to persuade Hagrid out of this idea at once; the prospect of a second giant taking up residence in the Forest, possibly even wilder and more brutal than Grawp, was positively alarming, but somehow Harry could not muster the energy necessary to argue the point. He was starting to wish he was alone again, and with the idea of hastening his departure he took several large gulps of his dandelion juice, half-emptying his glass.
鈥楨v'ryone knows yeh've bin tellin鈥�the truth now, Harry鈥�said Hagrid softly and unexpectedly. He was watching Harry closely. 鈥楾ha's gotta be better, hasn鈥�it?鈥� Harry shrugged.
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Prince had proved a much more effective teacher than Snape so far.
Pointing his wand at nothing in particular, he gave it an upward flick and said Levicorpus! inside his head.
鈥淎aaaaaaargh!鈥� There was a flash of light and the room was full of voices: everyone had woken up as Ron had let out a yell. Harry sent Advanced Potion-Making flying in panic; Ron was
dangling upside-down in midair as though an invisible hook had hoisted him up by the ankle.
鈥淪orry!鈥�yelled Harry, as Dean and Seamus roared with laughter, and Neville picked himself up from the floor, having fallen out of bed. 鈥淗ang on鈥擨'll let you down鈥� 鈥� He groped for the potion book and riffled through it in a panic, trying to find the right page; at last he located it and deciphered the cramped word underneath the
spell: praying that this was the counter-jinx, Harry thought Liberacorpus! with all his might. There was another flash of light, and Ron fell in a heap onto his
mattress.
鈥淪orry,鈥�repeated Harry weakly, while Dean and Seamus continued to

Thursday, July 18, 2013

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The animals crowded round the van. "Good-bye, Boxer!" they chorused, "good-bye!"
"Fools! Fools!" shouted Benjamin, prancing round them

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watch the clockall th' time."Mary's lips pinched themselves together. She was no moreused to considering other people than Colin was and shesaw no reason why an ill-tempered boy should interferewith the thing she liked best. She knew nothing aboutthe pitifulness of people who had been ill and nervousand who did not know that they could control their tempersand need not make other people ill and nervous, too.
銆��When she had had a headache in India she had done herbest to see that everybody else also had a headache orsomething quite as bad. And she felt she was quite right;but of course now she felt that Colin was quite wrong.
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Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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鈥�asked he of the shepherd. 鈥楾o an ogre,鈥�replied the shepherd.
鈥楬ush,鈥�said the fox in a mysterious manner. 鈥楧o you see that crowd of armed men riding along? If you were to tell them that those sheep belonged to an ogre, they would kill them, and then the ogre would kill you! If they ask, just say the sheep belong to Count Piro; it will be better for everybody.鈥�And the fox ran hastily on, as he did not wish to be seen talking to the shepherd.
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鈥榃hat beautiful sheep!鈥�he said, drawing up his horse. 鈥業 have none so fine in my pastures. Whose are they?鈥� 鈥楥ount Piro鈥檚,鈥�answered the shepherd, who did not know the king.
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the elder brother鈥檚 bowstring hung loose,Discount Clarisonic, while the bow of the younger caught in a tree and snapped in half. At that moment the dogs began to bark loudly, and the bear rushed out of the thicket and set off in the direction of the mountain. Without thinking that they had nothing to defend themselves with, should the bear turn and attack them, the boys gave chase. The bear, who knew quite well that he could not be shot,replica gucci belts, sometimes slackened his pace and let the dogs get quite close; and in this way the elder son reached the mountain without observing it, while his brother, who had hurt his foot, was still far behind.
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鈥榃hy are you trying to kill all my servants,Link?鈥�asked the

Monday, July 15, 2013

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mother as well as Dickon,"said Mary, thinking it over and liking the idea very much.
銆��"She doesn't seem to be like the mothers in India."Her work in the garden and the excitement of the afternoonended by making her feel quiet and thoughtful. Martha stayedwith her until tea-time,Link, but they sat in comfortablequiet and talked very little. But just before Marthawent downstairs for the tea-tray,Discount Clarisonic, Mary asked a question.
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銆��"Because when I waited so long for you to come back Iopened the door and walked down the corridor to see if youwere coming. And I heard that far-off crying again,just as we heard it the other night. There isn'ta wind today, so you see it couldn't have been the wind.""Eh!" said Martha restlessly. "Tha' mustn't go walkin'
銆��about in corridors an' listenin'. Mr. Craven would bethat there angry there's no knowin' what he'd do.""I wasn't listening," said Mary.

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