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The King, who passed by a minute afterwards, wished to know to whom belonged all the cornfields he saw. "To my Lord the Marquis of Carabas," repeated the reapers, and the King again congratulated the Marquis on his property. Choked, stifling with the intense heat, Bob fell on his face, remembering that smoke always rises. All the boys laughed and shouted hurrah when Johnny got back to the starting point. How disgusting it was to have people make fun of you!.
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