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The merchant had not the heart to eat; but Beauty, doing her utmost to appear cheerful, sat down to the table and served him to something. Then she said to herself, "The Beast wants to fatten me before he eats me, since he provides such good cheer." “‘Goodwill of Luckton,’ of course.” “What was the scheme the cattlemen had decided upon?” Whitney wanted to know..
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