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the fellow you knew as Pugwalker has not grown less cunning with advancing years
That was the password!
vivider though less reliable
a vague whisper, too low to be heard by the ear of the Law!
those purple strawberries did not look like fairy fruit.
Peonies,
Marigold
T...
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the old herbalist
The herbalist had proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that the villain of the story was Endymion Leer.
how should he make the dead tell their tale loud enough to reach the ear of the Law?
Dame Marigold
old Hempie.
I’m off with a knapsack on my back to seek my fortune, like the youngest son in your old stories.
Haha nice
Luke Hempen
p. 55
p. 102
Luke
Why? Question
He felt forlorn and abandoned, with a weight of responsibility too heavy for his shoulders,
any suggestion that came from the widow was greeted by him with suspicion.
Hazel’s
This was not reassuring. But how is an undergardener, not yet turned eighteen, to curb the spoiled son of his master
the little cavalcade dived into the moonlit night.
Nice phrase
Simile - doubled
were there not marching towards them some eight dark hours equipped with who could say what curious weapons from the rich arsenal of night and day?
Nice phrase
The cattle crouched round them in soft shadowy clumps, placidly munching, and dreaming with wide-open eyes.
Simile extended
a little freak of b...
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Toby
the strange moo of blue cows
Simile
it. “The piper! the piper!”
Luke
Ranulph
he who runs hard leaves time behind as well as space.
a very ancient herdsman
about twelve years old with red hair, in a green leathern jerkin
Moongrass
his red jerkin and his green hair
Where did that come from? Nat didn’t write a letter, question. A forgery?
Farmer Jelly-green’s at Moongrass.
Ho, ho, hoh!
Hazel
Send - editor
legal rights can be but weaklings — puny little child princes, cowed by their bastard uncles, Precedent and Seniority.
the parasite growth of sullen docility
Nice phrase
received a letter from Master Nathaniel,
Question
Master Nathaniel,
an odd-looking old man, with very bright eyes.
