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"But you have nothing to sit on." Then there rose a terrible sound. All the animals howled and growled and rushed toward him, but the chief Wolf got to him first, and holding up his hand said, "Wait. He is young and not yet of good sense. We will let him go this time." They did nothing to him. "Yes; where is Mona?" says Jack, looking up from the cup she has just given him..
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