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"Hee hee hee... I do love a good race. I best be off to the gate or my prince will be most wroth!"
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"On behalf of your King, I, Regent to the crown, Lord Fee of Eolande, welcome you all to the Pan-Eolande Snail Racing Championship."
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"Wace! Wace!" cried the toddler king.
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"So that's your brother?" Micah whispered to Foster.
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"Unfortunately. The odious toad loves the sound of his own voice."
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"Oh yeah," Kip patted Darley on the head. "We're going to win this one for sure. Just look at all those losers lining up."
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The command to line up for the races was given and the racers joined the parade toward the starting line.
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