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“Okay, Nessa,” Susan said, and she smiled complicitly at Hilary.
Eustace gaped at him in amazement. When his urbanity dropped away from him, as now, he had an innocence of expression which was almost infantile. It was as if the world had never touched him at all.
[…] th’ Archangelic Power prepar’d For swift descent, with him the Cohort bright Of watchful Cherubim;
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