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Hilary stomps up to Penny. 'It's a striated pardelote, Mrs Marx. The forty-spotted only feeds off white gums. You can see there aren't any white gums on this part of the mountain.'

Tara feels the tickle of snow bits trickling off the trees. Tiny words sound in her mind: 'Dropping down through jewels.' 

 

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