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... bly hot. And it smelled faintly of swamp water and expensive, cloying perfume.
Uncle Barnaby and Aunt Petunia sat huddled on their worn-out settee, looking like two mice cornered by a particularly ugly cat.
Sitting across from them, taking up entirely too much space on a velvet armchair that groaned under his weight, was Marquis Grieve.
He was a Toad-kin. A very rich, very cruel Toad-kin. His skin was a mottled green-grey, glistening with a faint, oily sheen. His eyes wer ...
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