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“This is Edmund,” says Tom. He points out Edmund to Jane. “He is an actual world-killing threat, unlike some people.”

Edmund Gulley takes Jane’s hand. He doesn’t kiss it, but he doesn’t really shake it either.

“Charmed,” he says.

“Hi,” says Jane. She flares her nostrils. She sniffs. “You smell of wolf.”

“I was raised by a wolf and a businessman,” young Edmund concedes. “But they’re really quite mannerly creatures.”

Jane’s eyes brighten.

“Can you do the Tarzan yell?”

Edmund shakes his head.

Jane sighs.

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