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Flyte (Septimus Heap, #2) Flyte by Angie Sage
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“Use your head, Sep. Loads of wolverines. Hanging around waiting for super. Gtting excited. eating mint blasts. so what do you think they do?'
it must be here. they can't have eaten that... i dunno, Nik, what do they do?'
POO.”
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tags: humor
“You can't just rattle it off like a demented parrot.”
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“Oh dear," said Sarah anxiously, "I do wish he wouldn't do these silly things."
I'm sure we all wish that, Sarah," said Marcia sternly. "But unfortunately he has progressed rather further than the silly stage. Evil-minded-scheming stage is more what I would call it.”
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“What's a flange?" asked Marcia.
A what?"
A flange. It says here attatch piece Y to the long, upright D, taking care to align holes P and Q with the corrosponding holes N and O in the left-hand flange. I can't see a wrethed flange anywhere.”
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“Don't go to the circus.”
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“Fly free with me.”
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“Don’t keep saying ‘huh’, Silas. It makes you sound so crotchety.” “Well, maybe I am crotchety. And I’ll keep saying ‘huh’ if I want to, Sarah. Huh.”
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“Miss Princess”
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“Septimus had no need to untie Spit Fyre as the dragon had already chewed his way through the rope. They followed Aunt Zelda and Jenna out the side door at the foot of the turret and down to the Palace Gate. Aunt Zelda kept up a brisk pace. Showing a surprising knowledge of the Castle’s narrow alleyways and sideslips, she hurtled along. Oncoming pedestrians were taken aback at the sight of the large patchwork tent approaching them at full speed. They flattened themselves against the walls, and, as the tent passed by with the Princess, the ExtraOrdinary Apprentice and a feral-looking boy with bandaged hands—not to mention a dragon—in its wake, people rubbed their eyes in disbelief.”
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“I am not lost,” said Stanley indignantly. “A member of the Secret Rat Service is never lost. I am merely reassessing the direction.”
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“if she was going to go flapping her ears around the place, she may as well have some decent ears to flap.”
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“He was still the same boy. Still a little scared, and still wanting to do what was best. The dragon approved.”
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“All because Darke stuff stuck to me at work, and then I brought it home. Horrible.”
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“I don’t understand it,” Stanley muttered a little shakily, running his paws over his face just to make sure he still had rat fur and not toad warts. “I was sure that was Florrie’s place.”
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“Lieve help,' mopperde Marcia. Ze gaf de draak nog een duw. 'Gá nou, lui mormel!”
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“Goeie genade!' riep tante Zelda, 'wat heb je daar nou?'
'Haal dat ding van me af!' schreeuwde Septimus...
Jenna zat doodstil en staarde verbijsterd naar een net uitgekomen draakje.”
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“Nee, Nick, het is Ongezien, ongehoord, geen gefluister, niet een woord. En je moet het je ook voorstellen. Het heeft geen zin die spreuk af te raffelen als een demente papegaai. - Septimus”
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“De harige spin staarde Septimus onheilspellend aan. Hij had Septimus zeker eerder gezien. Vier keer om precies te zijn, dacht de spin kwaad, vier keer was hij opgeraapt, in een potje gestopt en buitengezet...
'Soms, Jen,' zei Septimus toen hij weer terugkwam bij de marmeren trap, 'denk ik dat die spinnen weer regelrecht naar de Bibliotheek wandelen. Vandaag herkende ik er een.”
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