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"Ah," said the old woman, "has our son-in-law been generous and given us something nice to eat?" They started and ran this race through the thick timber, among the bushes, and over fallen logs, and this time the antelope ran slowly, for he was afraid of hitting himself against the trees or of falling over the logs. You see, he was not used to this kind of travelling. So the deer easily beat him and took his dew-claws. "No. Nor brothers. Only myself..
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