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"
Don
’
t
rush
me
!
We
came
over
about
your
practicing
to
be
a
full
-
fledged
witch
!
"
Mrs
.
Goodwater
smiled
.
"
Your
husband
’
s
not
only
a
mailman
,
but
a
guardian
of
the
law
.
Got
a
nose
out
to
here
!
"
"
He
didn
’
t
look
at
no
mail
.
"
"
He
’
s
ten
minutes
between
houses
laughing
at
post
cards
.
and
tryin
’
on
mail
-
order
shoes
.
"
"
It
ain
’
t
what
he
seen
;
it
’
s
what
you
yourself
told
him
about
the
books
you
got
.
"
"
Just
a
joke
.
Goin
’
to
be
a
witch
!
I
said
,
and
bang
!
Off
gallops
Sam
,
like
I
’
d
flung
Lightning
at
him
.
I
declare
there
can
’
t
be
one
wrinkle
in
that
man
’
s
brain
.
"
"
You
talked
about
your
magic
other
places
yesterday
—
"
"
You
must
mean
the
Sandwich
Club
.
.
.
"
"
To
which
I
pointedly
was
not
invited
.
"
"
Why
,
lady
,
we
thought
that
was
your
regular
day
with
your
grandma
.
"
