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Well, I want novels,’ said Tessa. ‘Or poetry. Books are for reading, not for turning oneself into livestock.’ Will’s eyes glittered. ‘I think we may have a cope of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland about somewhere.’ Tessa wrinkled her nose. ‘Oh, that’s for little children, isn’t it?’ she said. “I never liked it much-seemed like so much nonsense.’ Will’s eyes were very blue. ‘There’s plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.
