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jaenelle brightened .
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`` lots of things .
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we take walks , and he rides well , and he knows lots of stories , and he plays the piano with wilhelmina , and he reads to us , and he 's not like lots of grown-ups who think our games are silly . ''
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she picked up two ribbons and braided them through the wood .
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`` he 's like you in lots of ways . ''
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she tilted her head and studied his face .
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`` he looks like you in some ways . ''
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saetan 's blood roared in his ears .
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he lowered his hands and pressed one against his stomach .
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`` and what way is that , witch-child ? ''
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`` oh , the way your eyes get that funny look sometimes , like you 've got a tummy ache and you want to laugh but you know it would hurt . ''
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she looked at the hand , now curled into a fist , that was pressing into his stomach .
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`` is there something wrong with your tummy ? ''
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`` not yet . ''
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andulvar suddenly found the ceiling intensely interesting .
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prothvar and mephis just stared at her back .
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saetan ground his teeth .
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`` he 's really very nice , saetan , '' jaenelle said , puzzled by the strange emotional currents .
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`` one day when it was raining , he played cradle with wilhelmina and me for hours and hours . ''
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`` cradle ? ''
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he said in a strangled voice .
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jaenelle embedded the queen of hearts into the wood .
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