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But all thecurses were so low-voiced, no one more than a few feet away could haveheard them. Soon he must either give battle on our terms oryield his land to our victorious arms. Maybe you are, she said after no more than theslightest pause. So did his friend Trasone,who stood close by, but Trasone raised an eyebrow while he was shout-ing.
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