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But her words were interrupted by a noise outside. Frenchie hurried out the door, to return in moments. "Guests," he said. "A lot of them, come to spend the night."
With a wry twist of his mouth, Thorn took the knife from Mariah. In a minute, he was done cleaning the rabbits. "You and your friend had better hurry and cook them for supper," he said to her. "It sounds as though our supply of food will be put to the test tonight."

 
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