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After breakfast they rolled up their mattress and stowed away in the boat the things they had used during the night. At last they were ready to start. “Was it—was it some strange Mexicans?” asked Ted excitedly. “A dwarf like me would not be wanted at that fine place,” said poor Katrina..
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