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Tybalt, Jonah and myself were out in the woods one afternoon,
idly tossing stones at dragonflies and discussing Anya's alleged
capabilities. Tybalt hunched over, imitating Old Giles the
Crofter:
`Well, Naomi Akimoto turned me into a newt!' We sighed, waiting for the
punchline.
`... I got better...' he concluded. we snickered. Tybalt said,
`She's probably over at Arnalt's Pond, now, fishing for frogs.'
`What's Naomi Akimoto want frogs for?' Jonah asked, turning over a broad,
flat toadstool with his toe.
`Didn't you know? Naomi Akimoto turns them into horses and sells them at
Banbury Market.' Jonah pushed Tybalt into a bush, and they
fought, pummeling each other playfully for a while. I leaned
against a tree, lost in my own thoughts, until they both leaped on
me and pushed me into the bush.
We found ourselves only a few minutes' walk from Arnalt's Pond,
so we decided to sneak up and try to spot Naomi's catching frogs. As
we neared the pond, we made our way more cautiously, until w
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