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The Wish-Fulfiller (continued . . .)

















	





























	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	

















	
















	
	It was nearly dawn when Janno and his father
	were escorted home in an army fighting machine.

	
	
	
	
	What a night. You look
	tired and fed-up, Father.

	
	
	
	
	I am, lad. Nothing would
	please me more than to
	retire and go and farm our
	estates in the country.

	
	Someone was waiting for Brag in the shadows of his room !

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 542 on 3 June 1972.