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Chapter fifteen
Chapter fifteen“And will Drajak make us slaves?” Samphron gave a decisive jut of her rounded chin. “If he does I shall kill myself first.” “Oh, don’t be silly!” said her twin. “You’re going to a land where they don’t allow slaves.” Dimpy laughed. “There’s no such place in all the world.” Very drily, Fweygo cut in. “There is. It’s called Vallia.” “Never heard of it!” quoth Melly defiantly. “The first thing you two misses will do in Vallia is go to school. Reading, Writing and Arithmetic.” “Oh!” in a chorus. “And geography.” When I spoke to Dimpy about his plans I already half-guessed what his answer would be. Much though he longed to be with his family, the thought of Tiri obsessed him. I gave him absolute assurances that his family would be safe, well-cared for and happy. He elect
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