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a horse shoe
⤐ the horse's shoe represents Tug, Wills faithful companion who has been with him since the start. Without Tug, Will would have been killed many times, but the little horse has always been ready to come to his master's rescue. Tug is a big part of Will's success as well as being his friend. a mandolin
⤐ Will has been rather good at playing the mandolin, although having it can cause more frustration than without it as people continue to mistakenly identify it as a lute. Without his mandolin, Will would have never been able to go undercover as a jongleur and perform to keep his alibi. a dog bone
⤐ The dog bone represents Will’s dog, who has several names throughout the book but is usually just referred to as ‘the dog’ but later

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