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  <title>Comments on 'Castle of Night 5: An Assistant'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;I need... an assistant,&amp;quot; he said, lacking for better words. 

&amp;quot;An assistant? Hmmm...&amp;quot; I said, thinking it over. It would give me something to do this summer, that's for sure. And I'm sure I'd end up learning a lot as well. What could go wrong?
&amp;quot;Okay, I'll do it,&amp;quot; I said. 

&amp;quot;Excellent! Now, I'll explain your first task. You are going to have to run to the market for me,&amp;quot; he said.

&amp;quot;The market? I thought I would be doing science stuff,&amp;quot; I said, dissapointed. 

&amp;quot;Oh, don't worry. I haven't told you what you will be getting.&amp;quot; he said, excitment rising in his voice. 

And with that he leaned in and whispered in my ear. </subtitle>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Castle of Night 5: An Assistant</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raises an eyebrow&lt;/strong&gt; what is he whispering in her ear? Interesting&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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