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The astonished eye was replaced by a red socket. ”“Oh, aye,” Cuthbert said. ”He thrust them out, and she saw a small, folded envelope tucked amongst them. “The flying monkeys.

“Aunt Cord! You startled me! You—”“What are ye doing in here?” Aunt Cord repeated. That won’t happen again. They could be anywhere, and Jonas didn’t like the odds in an ambush. No one will say what terrible old ways and unspeakable old gods are being propitiated by the burning of the stuffy-guys, but they all know well enough.