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“Here he is, friends,” said the Admiral, “for any of you to see who have not known him before, though I think you all do know him well.” “The best thing to do is to shoot him at once,” continued Carlstrom. “It isn’t worth while for you to say anything at home about our riding,” said Otto. Oh, no! Johnny wouldn’t say anything..
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