The black clad students streamed slowly to their positions carrying their instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. Michelle was too polite to put it into words. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. ‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. The gong will go at seven-thirty.
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