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" Mr. Paggle lifted his own ale in the air. “What shall we toast to?”
“Yarrow’s right hook?” Peer said.
“Bray’s unladylike nerve?” Arlow suggested.
“To new friends,” Yarrow said.
“New friends,” they agreed. Their glasses clinked merrily. "

March McCarron , Division of the Marked (The Marked #1)


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March McCarron quote : Mr. Paggle lifted his own ale in the air. “What shall we toast to?”<br />“Yarrow’s right hook?” Peer said.<br />“Bray’s unladylike nerve?” Arlow suggested.<br />“To new friends,” Yarrow said.<br />“New friends,” they agreed. Their glasses clinked merrily.