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23308	Peterson, Don	The White Feather Hex			.txt	text/plain	4977	373	90	It was a cold night when Peter met Mirestone. "Peter Scheinberger, heh?" the man spoke in perfect German. he slowly rose and faced Mirestone with a look of superiority playing watched Peter pass a feather, freshly plucked from a white Leghorn, "Yes," Peter explained, "That is the only way you can tell if the hex Peter's house and reverberated through the rooms to where Mirestone and Peter as he realized the old flip attitude of Mirestone's was coming For the first time Peter actually looked at Mirestone and saw him for Mirestone held out a glistening white feather in his long spidery Peter awakened and saw Mirestone sitting by the fire noting every Peter didn't need to be told that it was his feather. In an instant Mirestone realized that the hex had not worked. But Peter said that as soon as the feather	./cache/23308.txt	./txt/23308.txt