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- SQEAUFF.
- The Death of Rats landed on the dressing table, claws scrabbling for a purchase. He removed the tiny scythe from his jaws.
- 'I think,' said Susan carefully, 'that I would like to go home now, thank you.' The little rat nodded, and leapt. It landed on the edge of the pink carpet and scurried away across the dark floor beyond.
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- Soul Music - p57
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