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The grizzled fisherman glared at her with his one good eye, trying to determine whether she was a cowardly thief, or just a coward. But it was dark enough that such complex facial reads were too difficult, and all the three small fish he had gained during the last couple hours were still circling about in his bucket, so he let the girl off the hook with a heavy harumph.

[b]"Hard t'get lost 'round these parts, missy,"[/b] he said, picking up his fishing pole and casting the line once more, [b]"But where ye headed? Can't be lost witout a destination 'n all."[/b]
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