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... s, he had the impression that nothing was wrong. All the furniture was still in its place, and a sweet scent lingered from the mist Stuart had filled the house with earlier. The only spot that looked so much as cluttered was a hobby table by one of the chairs, full of tools one of the bors used for making knick-knacks out of eggshells.
The others saw the problem more quickly. Stuart’s gasp and a high cry from Bithe directed his attention toward the hearth.
The wand was gone.
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