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br> The small thing suddenly came alive, mumbled something, and started to scrabble shyly against the conjuror's starched shirtfront Nora glanced at the tiny boots in chamois spats, at the little bowler "I'm not so easy to fool," she sneered.
The conjuror looked at her reproachfully. Then he laid Fred on a plush couch and covered him with a lap robe.
"Blondinet roughed him up," explained Shock, and could not help adding, "Bashed him with a dumbbell. Right in the tummy."
And Nora, kindhearted as childless women frequently are, felt such an especial pity that she almost broke into tears. She proceeded to mother the dwarf, she fed him, gave him a glass