There was a long pause and then the guttural, growling voice spoke again.
But it seemed less annoyed, even somewhat less rasping as it replied, “It’s not a
bad idea. It might even help when the woman comes in the morning—”
“Ad the girl! She’ll be so sweet . . . and the games we can blay in the
dark . . .”
“All right! All right!” the guttural voice growled. “First we have to check the
alarm, see if it’s one anda know.”
“Okay,” The saat voice gasped triumphantly. “Should we Change?
“We stay like this, half-changed,” the growler said. “When she sees us
like this she’ll...
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