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12 Basil walked beside the elder dwarf. He paused when they reached the staircase in the center of the entryway. Lydia was leading Mrs. Pitt up stairs. "It's my fault," she sobbed. "If they die, I will never forgive myself." Lydia wrapped an arm around her shoulder and spoke softly in her ear. Basil couldn't hear what Lydia was saying and wondered if he should let Mrs. Pitt know that the dwarfs would be alright. "She's too upset to listen to anything but her own misery right now," said Roanin, as if reading his thoughts. "Someone will inform her that the dwarfs are on the road to recovery. Right now, she needs rest." Basil watched the two women disappear down a corridor before following the elder dwarf to the front door. He spied Esther and Griselda in the dining hall. They did not no

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