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The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. You know I call that positively wicked. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said.
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