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. “I wonder what happened. It simply doesn’t count. ” “Then you had better ring the bell,” she declared, laughing. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. Here they were regaled with another plentiful meal by the hospitable carpenter, who personally superintended the repast. Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother.
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