My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. When they came to the round-house, Terry's courage failed him. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. ” “Do you mean,” Courtlaw asked, “that from now to the end of the six months you do not wish to see us—any of us?” Her eyes were a little dim again.
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