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A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. "I can't," answered Blueskin. " And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. .
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