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“Mar,” he demanded hastily, “more marshed turnips, please.” “You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken. “Mannel promptly hung his head and made no reply, being much too shy to attempt an answer in English, whatever his thoughts in Russian might have been..
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