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“I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. I can. Water soaked her through in five minutes. Wood went on fuming, and the trio went on laughing for some minutes, nobody knew why or wherefore, until the party was increased by Mr. We all did that in our youth, when first we came upon a fine story; else we were worthless metal indeed.
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