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"Any kind of good," the witch woman replied in the manner of a gypsy peddling cheap knock-offs on a street corner. Subsequent talk of the root's mystical soul-mending properties triggered every one of Bazi's 10,000 hokum alarms, knotting the pale woman's face into a disappointed sneer. 


"Does it work or not?" she demanded impatiently, turning to offer Hedda a full view of her bulging sides. "Do you know how far along I am? Halfway. Half. By the time these things are good and cooked, giving birth to them is.." Bazi shivered visibly. "So does it work, or not? And what do you want in exchange for teaching me?"