"Of course I'm comin'!" James picked up his pace. He was taller than both his friends, it would be embarrassing if he fell behind. Long legs had to be good for something other than tripping over his own feet. "Anyway, I bet we could outrun a hag. They look like ugly old women, don't they?" James had only seen pictures of them in books before, of course, but still. If they looked like old women, maybe the moved like them, too?

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