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sleek complacency was in strong contrast to the condition of his master.
“For Heaven’s sake, Bateese!” gasped Patty.
“What under the shining canopy ever struck you?” asked her husband.
“W-wan beeg boy go mak de laf on me,” sobbed Bateese, “an’ I ponch an’ he hit wit
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