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Show -go- He savagely pushed the girl up the path, through the castle doors and down the hall to the throne room.. As they stepped in, they were both seized by guards. "Ah!" said Daemon, as he turned from the window, "What is this? Are you part of the plot too?" He glared furiously at Sandy. "No - I had nothing to do with it!" the shaking girl replied. "Spare me, oh highness!." pleaded Pupa. "This is the girl who fell over the cliff. I 've brought her to you! She has the spoon in her pocket!" "TAKE HIM AWAY.'" bellowed the tyrant. As the guards dragged the whimpering soldier out of the room, Daemon approached Sandy. "Well, well, well. So you're the one that has caused us so much trouble! Now what am I going to do with you!" He pulled his curious hat further down over his head and went back to the casement window. "Y/hat a shame. All those poor people down there, working their hearts out - and the only way to save them is in your pocket. Tsk tsk tsk." He peered through the telescope. "THEY'RE AT IT AGAIN!" he shouted furiously. "Don't they know they weaken my power when they do that!" He threw his hat violently onto his throne, hitting a fat, brown duck. "Homemade apple pies! Beautiful dresses! BAH!" he shook |