“Yes” said Storm Boy.
“Well then,” said Mr Percival “I woke up in a dark, cold jail cell. A guard was outside my cage, I shivered in fright. I asked him how I could get out. He said that I needed the key of life which was hanging from his belt, then I could unlock my cage and the door which he had sworn never to do. Suddenly I had an idea.”
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