Tarondo was gazing longingly at the feast, trying to settle his growling stomach with the pleasure of anticipation. Suddenly he jumped as a shrill voice pierced the air:
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‘ONE OF YOU NINNIES GET MIZ PIO A DRINK OF COLD WATER! AND SOON! BEFORE SHE FAINTS DEAD AWAY!’
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He caught a glimpse of Pio, her face dead white, as he dashed to the beverage table.
But Luinien slipped in before him. Filling a glass from one of the water pitchers, she hurried across to the stricken lady. 'Here, Pio! Please drink this!'