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“It will be your turn next,” said Bob as they turned off the light. [35]"I must have left it," she replied, "upstairs on my table." "I have the power, madam," said Riquet with the Tuft, "to give as much intelligence as it is possible to possess, to the person whom I love best; as you, madam, are that person, it will depend entirely upon yourself, whether or not you become gifted with this amount of intelligence, provided that you are willing to marry me.".
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