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"Yis," said the negress, coldly; "de great massa told me to do dat." "I make de spell. I know. De spell say dat doctor, he marry you!" This opinion was at once acted upon, and a messenger was sent to "Ashantee," but Major Jen was from home, and it was not until six o'clock that he presented himself at "The Wigwam" and heard the story of Dido's flight..
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