In the middle of the night, the quiet dormitory was filled with the sound of a fiddle. But Sonnet was not afraid because it wasn't the sound of a ghost. But it was the sound of a jerk named Orches. You shouldn't expect him to be friendly with him; he talked to him because he wanted to find information for his report. After this work was finished, he didn't have to talk to him anymore. Eh! How did they get to this point?
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