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 —Well, then, you'll come, won't you.

—Yes, your highness.

—And won't you regret the green star?

—No, your highness.

—At nine, then.

—Thank you your highness.

—Not at all Professor. [''She nods curtly and exits at left into the garden. puzzled, thoughtful glance follows her until she has vanished. Then he stands a moment, head high, eyes blazing, before''