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Come down to the tavern," he said after dark had fallen.
"No, thank you," I said, glancing up from the dryadology journal I was jotting notes from - I was working on the bibliography for my encyclopedia. "I'd like an early night."
"You don't have to stay long. You'd rather sit here with your nose in a book?"
"Vastly," I said, and he shook his head at me, not in disgust but utter bemusement.
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