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don’t think he’s trying to sell anything, Mr Poons.’
‘It’s that bad? Then we’re probably in lots of trouble.’ Blue light shone out from one of the holes in the heap. Bits were bearing down on him.
‘We - I mean, Ve vould have been here sooner, only -‘
‘- I couldn’t find the blasted collar stud,’ muttered Arthur, looking hot and flustered. He was wearing a collapsible opera hat, which was fine on the collapsible part but regrettably lacking in hatness, so that Arthur appeared to be looking at the world from under a concertina.
‘Oh, hallo,’ said Windle. There was something dreadfully fascinating about the Winkings’ dedication to accurate vampirism. ‘Unt who iss the yunk laty?’ said Doreen, beaming at Ludmilla.
‘Pardon?’ said Windle.
‘Vot?’of broken trolley tinkled to the ground like metal leaves.Windle bent down stiffly and picked up a pointy hat. It was battered and had been run over by a lot of trolleys, but it was still recognisable as something that by rights should be on someone’s head. ‘There’s wizards in there,’ he said.Silver light glittered off the metal. It moved like oil. Windle reached out and a fat spark jumped across and grounded itself on his fingers.‘Hmm,’ he said. ‘Lot of potential, too -‘Then he heard the cry of the vampires.He turned. The Notfaroutoes
‘Doreen - I mean, the Countess asked who she is,’ Arthur
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