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Chrestomanci smiled and swept out of the room like a very long procession of one person.

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Diana Wynne Jones
Age: 76 †
Born: 1934
Born: August 16
Died: 2011
Died: March 26
Novelist
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Science Fiction Writer
Writer
London
England
Diana Gwyneth Jones
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What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?
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I'm going up to my room now, where I may die.
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But Sophie and Howl were holding one another's hand and smiling and smiling, quite unable to stop. Don't bother me know, said Howl. I only did it for the money. Liar!said Sophie. I said, Michael said, that Calcifer's come back! That did get Howl's attention and Sophie's too.
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Sorry, I've had enough of running away, Sophie. Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you.
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And it's a pity too that I've no right to open your letters. I hope you don't get many, or my conscience will give me no peace.
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Typical! I break my neck trying to get here, and I find you peacefully tidying up!
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All these things that crib and cab in your brain, in your imagination, are in fact things that might well in later life drive you insane.
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