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“I don’t know why. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young
inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic
concert under the great elm before the door. We struggle against it at first, but in
the end we have to submit. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. ‘But I have been
perfectly honest about that. ” She said wistfully. Engines were brought
to play upon Wild's premises, and upon the adjoining houses. But Enschede took them as they came, without question. She must
have the capability to learn magic, to learn the
enchantments that add to her power. We must always move on. She told me the tale the other night, and
I've only elaborated it.
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