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Aunt Grenertsen was unusually disagreeable today. Not a word could he say about the apples, because he had so often before brought up that subject. “Thank you, sir,” the boy answered, “but I couldn’t sleep now. There’s too much excitement around!” What a great one Jeremias was to use queer words!.
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