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Ferah had gone down to stand on the dock, searching for peace and sanity in the big lake’s waves.

The three gnomes (Redrue, Sangfroid, and Plangeduc) had arrived later than expected (the next afternoon) because they hadn’t acccounted for the distance from the ferry landing to the cottage, the tourists refused to give them a ride, and the island residents had looked at them askance and retreated behind closed doors.

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