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"To be queen of the black witches of Obi, no doubt. Faugh!" She swept Elinor off the stool, away from the crowded dressing room, and at last found a deserted corner behind a big cast. She followed Elinor into the larger room where a feeble daylight, filtering in through heavily grated basement windows, struggled with the flaring gas jets, and the odor of cocoa and bread and butter mingled with sachet and the fumes of turpentine and paint..
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