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Pleasant to see. By the time his story was finished, a knock sounded on the door and it opened to let in Jenkins, the camp marshal. Aunt Grenertsen certainly was difficult to talk with; and sometimes he did not even get a “half moon.” He believed he wouldn’t go there any more, or try to please either her or old Katrina, who was almost worse than Aunt Grenertsen..
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