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Peter Vlbart, nn fcnillih scholar, de-
r undent upon Mi uncle, Sir aeorre Vlbuu
.In bequeathes nnljr 10 guineas (lift) by tne
eV.ald roan Maurlc. ("bulk") Vlbart, a no-
a T - .Baa enakavVahai av aaih fcMais
it reter. If left. 20 000 pound (110.1 OW).
The will also provides $500,000 for the on
who marrlee the Lady Sophia 8e(ton within
a year. rtr, aanlnat the protestatlona or
kte old friend with whom he tired. sir
Ulchard Anatwther, decides to go down
"The Breed. Hlihway" of Kent and live.
He plene to wane arter the money It gone.
Book I telle or hie et..lna- adventures
until he reaches 8lslwtnurt villas, where
ne beeemee. a hUckimlth In the employ ot
. nuck" Oeorre. relet eoe to live In a
'haunted" ksuee In a hollow The prtn--.-.I
.Inra in the tint hook U that reter
k la three times mistaken for hie coueln
i i ihmt tot, la clean aharen end
m Maurice hae a beard.
T reter, at the wtmnlnt of .Book II. la
(. suddenly awakened by a mas'a volte call-
mh jnr Charm'enl" Ruanlng trom hie bed-
room, ne nnus a, uiii wyi,i ".- ;-
ehoot at man nterlnir hla home. It la hie
coueln Maurice, whom he beate tnto In-
sensibility after f fierce arrugcle. A Mi-
tlllon helps Peter remove the proetrats
'Black" Geors. whoe Jealousy of reter
ties been growing ateadlly. suddenly leaves
the ebon. rroOenre. who lovea Oeorse.
romea to Tetv.- for advice and the two
decide to nc him tn return. George,
t.....k. h .Mi.li..il tfcat Prurience and
Et Peter are )n loe. .
pits' A few "Ithts later reter meets a room
Bvfr render, who telle him tut -mack" "rje
liareiAien hla awtetheart'a love until one or
Ei the other la ded.
m 'One mornlne, while Peter la at work, the
iwtpoetuifln wno neipea mm remove i-
fcfe tn bribe reter
body looks in ine posiiuon ines.
vainly.
Into telling
him where
VChirmlan la. . . ..
fr That night reter meets "niack" George.
fjinrt. after a terrlflo flnhl. laetlnr until
lak-holh men ere nenrly exheuited. the latter
f (manages to land n tremendous h'0J,on
fX reter a neao. I'cter rails as ik nca. ""w"
? he retains contclousness he Is In Cnar-
M 'tnian rms.
Iter later asna uiarmian to marry nun,
hut the delays her answer.
BOOK II.
CIIAPTCn XXV-(Contlnuert).
EllfQUT urcly, Tctcr, surely there are
l!"J3 thousand, mtlltonn of women with
.kmouth and eyes llke-the Humble Pcr-
fon'g?"
i'r t Mnaalhln ' nnlit T. "hilt nnnn tvhn
ErTfeave the anme way with their lashes."
fit" "What do iou ncan?"
IK?, '"I can't tell: I don't know."
Kti "Don't you, Pfcter?"
' "No It Is just a way."
.Mtf... . a. .... . .-
Bit "Amu so ll is iimi yuu wunt 10 marry
Ythls very Humble Person?"
"I tnitiK i nave wanna to irom tno
t,0" rst, out ata not Know it Deing a
&?bllnd fool!"
fi 'And did It need a night walk In a
thunderstorm to tcacn you?"
" "No that Is, yea perhaps It did "
f "And are you quite, quite sure?"
"Quito qulto surel" said I and as I
afcoko I laid my pipe upon the table and
vrose; ana, Decause my nanos were irem
bltn!:. I clenched my fists. Hut as I ap-
Kjproached her she started up and put
llcKOUt a hand to hold me off, and then I
w-ta-W that nor hands were tremollng also,
SjArvd standing thus she spoke very softly:
! "Peter."
; "Ve, Charmlan?"
"TV. nil rometnber deflcrlhlntr tn me.
ltftne the perfect woman who should be
r0ur-wlfe?"
c "How that you must be able to respect
(finer for her Intellect?"
Kf?' "V.."
p? .-. . . . .... . ..
Mt "Honor ner roy ner virtuer
g-" "Vs, Charmlan."
"n '::"... '
pnruyj
1 T rtfenmeH a nnrnirnn nflrfpnt nnd Im.
,r possible; 1 was a fool I" said I.
'"'Impossible! Oh, Peter! what what do
'evnn mean?"
I ''She was only an tmrmlnable shade
fcfiiiltA ImnnxvlhtA nf rnll7.ntlnn n hlnnda
iless thing, as you said, and qulto un-
f&Stural a sickly figment of the imagi-
Pis'natlon. I was a fool!"
ji"And you are too wise now, to expect
psucn viriutB in itny woman ;
mi "Vn" anIH T! "nn-nh. Chnrmlnn! T
Konly know that you have taken this
Wphantoms place that you njl all my
S thoughts sleeping and waking "
iy "No! No!" she cried, and struggled In
iic my arms, so that I caught her hands and
held them close and kissed them many
times.
K "Oh, Charmlan! Charmlan! don't you
US-know can't you see It Is you I want
Ifjiyou. and only you forever; whatever you
Irffe whatever you are I love you lovo
rvrVnn end otnmva tvilfatl Xfni".. m r?linr
Inimlan! marry me! and you shall be
Rl dearer than my life more to me than my
Kfiioul " But, as I spoke, her hands were
snatched away, her eyes blazed Into mine
and her lips were all bitter scorn, and
.- tuo oifiiii- icur camo ujuii iiici.
ru "Marry you!" she panted; "marry you?
JjJ-no and no and no!" And so she stamped
rler foott and sobbed and, turning, fled
ft-tfrom me, out of the cottage.
ji? .-And now to fear came wonder, and
lth wonder was despair.
Truly was ever man so great a fool!
CHAPTER XXVI.
) A BROAD, white road; on efthfr hand
i 4Ji. some half dozen cottages, with roofs
M thatch or red tile, backed by trees
crfarled and ancient, among which rises
sthe red conical roof of some oast house.
Bach, in a word. Is Blsslnrtiurst.
, Now, upon the left-hand side of the
,wy. mere stands a square, comfortable,
whitewashed building, peaked of roof,
bright as to windows, and with a mighty
' " na ooor, wnereon you shall
-'behold the picture of a bull: a bull roll-
&- or eye, astonishingly curly of horn
Wt'S a to Ull, and wltlj a prodigious
pih of neck and shoulder; such a snort
in", fiery-eyed, curly-horned bull as was
"cr seen on an inn sign.
It Via at: thla hull iht r ... ...i
li. - - ..fc a nw Bi.aiiiiH
J5 7ufh nPPwent interest, though In
oeea had that same curly-homed mon
strosity been ,liin, l.-. --
-.!.-- . .... tf Mime n-
"ljStert wand ,nt0 a S6" dragon or
iw.- r BWBn ynltl tw necks, the
S,,v,1ct". re that x hould have continued
,nwcir unconscious of the transforma-
ivn.
ijii how. hou''1 honest Silas Hosklas,
lOSller and irenral eaMtA... imh..
fffi?- .'?" b awar ot this fact. who.
ISeJnsr thua ariw -.,.i- . , '
i'tal i i.contemp,aMon Pa"ed to address
- aooa launT
Uh.?no bull.' . eh. Peter? Look at
inem orns, an that theer ii: if. .Mnm
t2m!"ihrM 'onui or a uu " ,lke
'AnJ'ti,d0.71'" X n,wre1. nd sighed.
vi. w. ,. hum. uicji, j-eitr, jest cast
iDUr eye on them niu.M, nltl ..-..
iwKLS' mo' " l o' ' 'Iri a-enort-l2t2!
!nJ ''ook t 'em! An e were sJl
IHinted by chap-a lltUe old chap wl'
tli.i JiL.crno ,a,,er n yur 'b'".
K2JY n your eln I seen 'Jm do It wl'
FV iV t cye-ittin' on a box. DroreJ
rj.un la wl- a bit o' chalk, first: then '
.. 7 i couple o' brushes, dab 'o goes.
", uao again, an by Goles! theer
Pair o' eyes a-rollln" thelrseives at
"-JU4t a naif a .. .- ikl rA
KJ! wonder were that little old chap
g.7' ." r meri Tne way 'e went at
w nun. a-dabbln' at '1m. 'ere. an'
"n at 'm theer till e corns to 'U
done Ms tail last of nil. Peter.
fve un a roo4 talll' says I. 'Ah! that
Wi says . 'An a good stiff un!'
I 'Ye lea lo-. A,,. .,- l un
UJM! says 'e. Talk about talU, Ptr
in that theer tail so quick as nlh
. my yes water, an' as for stiffness
I. lOOlc at 4t 1 I -ll ... that rh.n
tildpsaat a bull 'U eyes shut, all.
.could! an lm such a very small
m w giay whiskers, No, ye don't sea
kv Lull life t.n ii tt. ii.iir.
aVPeUrr." u" """ ""'"
"JThey would be very hard to find'"
E K and sighed again Whereupon
sighed, for company's sake, and nod
2. wpjjj orr about his many aunts,
allrj eheertiy
0 I DrCafistntlt tnriiAil siLAtir anil fYftMtA
ik! i ,0 'ho m'll i'ut upon tbk
lf. 1" ' eiP1 A" H '"" ho drew
" tacv for dfi'" i fsily )uuf
BDOAD tUGHWCf
gy JEFFERY FARNOL
Prudence wns there, upon her knees b
fore the anvil, with George's great hand
hammer clasped to her bosom, sobbing
over it. and, while she sobbed, she kissed
its worn handle And because such lovo
was sacred and hallowed that dingy place.
I took off my hat as I once more crossed
tho road.
Seeing "The Dull" was not yet asUr.
for the day was still young (as I say), I
tat me down In the porch and sighed.
And after I had sat there for some
while, with my chin sunk upon my breast,
and plunged In bitter meditation, I be
came aware of the door opening, and
next moment a tremulous hand was laid
upon my head, and, looking round. I be
held the Ancient. .
"Bless 'ec. Peter-bless 'e. ladl-an a
old man's blessln be no light thlng
speclally such a old, pld man as I be
an' It bean't often as I feels In a blessln'
sperrit but oh. Peterl 't were me as
found ye. weren't It?"
"Why, to be sure It was. Ancient, very
nearly Ave months ago."
"An' I be alius ready wl' soma noos for
ye, beatn't IT"
"Yes. Indeed 1"
"Well, I got more noos for 'ee, Peter
gert noos!"
"And what Is It this time?"
"I be alius full up o' noos, bean't I?"
ho repeated.
"Yes, Ancient." said I, and sighed; "and
what Is your news?"
"Why, first of all. Peter. Jest reach me
mv snuff-box. will 'ee? 'ere It bo In my
back 'lnd pocket thankee 1 thankee!"
Hereupon he knocked upon the lid with a
bony knuckle. "I du bo that full o' noos
this marnln' that my innards be alt ot a
quake, Peter, all of a quake!" he nodded,
saying which, he sat down close beside
tne.
"Peter."
"Yes, Ancient?"
"Some day when that theer old stapll
be all rusted away, an' these old bones
Is a-reitln' In the churchyard over to
Cranbrook, Peter you'll think, sometimes,
o' the very old man as was always so full
o' noos, won't 'ee, Peter?"
"Surely, Ancient, I shall never forget
you," 'said I. and sighed.
"An' now, Peter," said the old man. ex
tracting a pinch of snuff, "now for the
noos 'bout niack Jarge. It be."
"What of him, Ancient?" The old man
shook his head.
"It took eight on 'm to du It. Peter,
an' now four on 'em 's a-layln' in their
beds, an' four on 'em's 'obbln' on crutches
an' all over a couple o' rabbits though
theer be some fules as says they was
pa'trldges!" '
"Why what do you mean?"
"Why, ye see, Peter, Black Jarge be
such a gert, strong man (I were much
such another when I were young) like a
Hon, In 'Is wrath, 'e be ah! a bull bean't
nothln' to Black Jarge! An' they keepers
come an' found 'im under a tree fast
asleep like David in the Cave of Adul
lam, Peter, wl' a couple o" rabbits as 'e'd
snared. An' when they keepers tried to
tak' 'im, e rose up, 'e did, and throwed
some on 'cm this way an' some on em
that way 't were like Samson an the
Philistines; If only 'e'd 'appened to find
the Jawbone of a ass lyln' 'andy, 'e'd ha'
killed 'em all an' got away, sure as sure.
But it weren't to be, Peter, no; dead
donkeys be scarce nowadays, an' as for
asses' Jawbones"
"Do jou mean that George Is taken
a prisoner?"
The Ancient nodded, and inhaled a
pinch of snuff with much evident relish.
"It be gert news, bean't it, Peter?"
"What have they done with him? Where
Is he. Ancient?" But, before the old man
could answer, Simon appeared
"Ah. Peter!" said he, shaking his head,
"the Gaffer's been tollln' ye 'ow they've
took Jarge for poachln", I suppose "
"Simon!" cried the Ancient, "shut thy
mouth, lad hold thy gab an' give thy
poor feyther a chance I be tellln' Mm so
fast as I canl As I was a-sayln', Peter
like a fur'uB Hon were Jarge wl' they
keepers eight on 'em, Peter like dogs,
a-growlln' an' growlln', an' leapln', an'
worryln' all round Mm ah! like a Hon 'e
were"
"Waitin' for a chance to use Ms 'right,'
d'ye see, Peter!" added Simon.
Ancient Wl' Ms eyes a-rollln' an' flam
In', Peter, an' Ms mane all brlstlln'
Simon Cool as any cucumber, Peter
Ancient A-roarin' an' a-lashlng of 's
tall
Simon And sparrln' for an openln', Pe
ter, and when ' sets one downln' 'is
man overy time
Ancient Leapln' In the air, rollln' In
tho grass, wl' they keepers cllngin to Mm
like leeches ah I leeches
Simon And every time they rushed, tap
ad go 'Is "left," and bang 'ud go Ms
"right"
Ancient An up 'e 'd get, like Samson
again, Peter, an' give Msself a shake;
bellerin' like a bull o' Bashan
Simon To see, they fou't so close to
gether that the keepers was afear'd to
use their guns
Ancient (Indignantly) Gunsl who's a
talkln' o' guns? Simon, my bye you be
alius a-maggln' an' a-maggin; bridle thy
tongue, lad, bridle try tongue afore it
runs away wl' ye.
Simon (sheepishly) All right, Old Un
flre away!
But, at this Juncture, Old Amos hove
in view, followed by the Apologetic Dut
ton, with Job and sundry others, on their
way to work, and, as they came, they
talked together, with much solemn wag
ging of heads. Having reached the door
of "The Bull," they paused and greeted
us, and I thought Old Amos' habitual
grin seemed a trifle more pronounced
than usual.
"Bo poor Jarge 'as gone an' done for
Msself at last, eh? Oh, my souli think
o' that, now!" sighed Old Amos.
"Alius knowed as 'e would I" added
Job: "many's the time I've said as 'e
would, an' you know It all on you."
"It'll be the Barbadles, or Austrayleyt"
grinned Amos; "transportation, It'll be
Oh, my soul I think 'o that now an' Mm
a Slss'n'urst roan!"
"An all along o' a couple o' rabbits!"
said the Ancient, emphasizing the last
word with a. loud rap on his snuff-box.
"Pa'trldges, Gaffer! they was pa'
trldges!" returned Old Amos.
"I alius said as Black Jarge'd come
to a bad end," reiterated Job, "an' what's
more 'e aren't got nobody to blame but
'Isseltr
"An' all for a couple o' rabbits!"
sighed the Ancient, staring Old Amos full
In the eye.
"Pa'trldges, Gaffer, they was pa't
rldges you, James Dutton was they
pa'trldges or was tbey not speak up,
James."
Hereupon, the man Dutton, all per
spiring apology, as usual, shuffled for
ward, and, mopping his reeking brow,
delivered himself In thla wise:
"WMch I must ssy meanln' no offense
to nobody, an' if o &, apologizln' w'lch
I must say me' avin' seen 'em tbey was
--leastways," he added,, as he met the
Ancient's piercing eye, "leastways they
might 'ave been, w'lch If they ain't no
matter!" '
Having said which, he apologetically
smeared tils face all over with bis shirt
sleeve, and subsided again.
"Jt do wring jny 'eart-ah, that It do
to think o' pore Jarge a convlc" at Bot'ny
Bsyl" said Old Amos, l".workin an'
dlggln.'. an' slavln' wl irons on Ms legs
an' arm. a-Jlnglln', an' a-Janglln' when
o walks."
Well, but U Justice, aren't ItT" de
manded Jpb"a poacher's a thief, nn' a
thief's a convlp' or should be!"
"I've 'ecrd." H Old Amos, shaking
his head, "I've 'rd as they ties the
convlCs up to posts, an' lashes an' lashes
'tw wit' tb cat-o'-JsUt-UikI"
"They generally mostly deserves M"
nodded Job.
"But 'tis 'art to think o pore Jarge
tied up to one o' them flORglrf-posts, wl'
Is bnck nil raw nn' bleeding'!" pursued
Old Amos; "crool ard It be, an' Mm such
a fine, strappln' young chap."
'F. wore allua a aloht Inn fond o'
pltchln' Into folk, Jarge were!" said Job,
u te a mercy as my back weren't broke
more nor once,"
"Ah!" nodded the Ancient, "you must
be amaxln' strong- In the back. JobI The
way ive seed 'ee come a-rollln' and" a
wallerin' out o' that theer smithy's won
nerrul. wonnerful. Lordl Job 'ow you
am roiu"
"Well, 'e won't never An It nn more."
said Job, glowering; "what wl' poachln
Ms game, an' knocktn Ms keepers about,
't aren't likely as Squire Beverley'll let
Mm off very easy "
"Who?" said I. looking up and speaking
ior me nrst time.
"Squire Beverley o' Burn'am 'All."
"Sir Peregrine Beverley?"
"Ay, for sure."
"And how far Is It to Burnham Hall?"
" 'Ow far?" repeated Job, staring;
why. it las Mother side o Horsmon
den" "It be a matter o' eight mile, reter,"
said the Ancient.
"Nine. Peterl" cried old Amos "nine
mile. It bel"
"Though I won't swear, Peter," con
tinued tho Ancient, "I won't swear as It
aren't seven call It six an' three-quarters!"
said he, with his eaglo eye on Old
Amos.
"Then I had better start now," said I,
and rose.
"Why. Peter wheer be goln'?"
"To Burnham Hall, Ancient"
"What you?" exclaimed Job; d'ye
xninic Bquire'il see you?"
"I think so-e."
"Well, 'e won't they'll never let the
likes o' you or mo bejond the gates."
"That remains to be seen," said I
"So you'm goln', are ye?"
"I certainly am."
"All right." nodded Job, "If they sets
the dogs on ie, or chucks you Into the
road-don't go blamln' it on to me. that's
an: -
"What be ye really a'goin. Peter?"
"I renlly am, Ancient"
"Then-by the Lord-I'U go wl' ye"
"It's a long walk!"
"Nay-Simon shall drive us In the cart"
"That I will!" nodded the Innkeeper
Ay, lad," cried the Ancient, lajlng
his hand upon my arm, "we'll up an' see
Squire, you and me shall us. Peter?
There be some fules," said he, looking
ruunu upon tne staring company, "some
fules as talks o' Uot'ny Bay, an' irons,
an' whlppln'-posts all I says Is let 'em,
Peter, let 'em! Tou an' me'll up an'
seo Squire. Peter, sha'n't us? Black
Jarge aren't a convlc' yet. let fules say
wimi uiey win; wen snow 'em, Peter,
we'll show 'em!" So saying, the old man
led me Into the kitchen of "The Bull,"
while Simon went to have tho horses put
to.
CHAPTER XXVII.
A CHEERY place, at all times, U the
... ii.i.ii,3ii ui an .&ngiisn inn. a com
fortable place to cat In, to talk in, or to
doze In; a place with which jour parlon
and withdrawing rooms, your salons (a la
the three Louis) with their Irritating
rococo, their gilt and satin, nnd spindle-
legged discomforts, are not (to my mind)
worthy to compare.
And what Inn kitchen. In nil broad
England, was ever brighter, neater, and
more comfortable than this kitchen of
"The Bull," where, sweet Prue held su
premo sway, with such grave dignity, and
with her two white-capped maids to do
ner bidding and behests? surelv nnn
And surely In no Inn, tavern, or hostelry
soever, great or small, was there ever
Been a daintier, prettier, sweeter hostess
man this same Prue of ours.
And her presence was reflected eery-
wnerB, ana, ii ever a kitchen of an inn
possessed a heart to lose, then, beyond all
aouoc, tnis kitchen had lost its heart to
j-rue long since; even the battered cut
lasses crossed upon the wall, the nnn.
derous Jack above the hearth, with its
legend: Anno Domini 1643. took nn a
brighter sheen to greet her when she
come, ana as for tne pots and pans, they
iairiy iwinkiea.
But today Prue eyts were red, and her
lips were all a-droop, the which, though
ner smile was brave and ready, the
.ancioni was quicK to notice.
"Why, Prue. lass, you've been weepln't"
"Yes, grandfer."
"Your pretty eyes be all swole red they
be; what's the trouble?"
"Oh! 't Is nothing, dear, 't is Just a
maid's fullshness never mind me, dear."
"Ah! but I lovo 'ee, Prue come, kiss
me theer now, tell me all about It all
about It, Prue."
"Oh, grandfer!" said she. from the
hollow of his shoulder, " 't Is Just
Jargo!" The old man grew very still,
his mouth opened slowly and closed with
a snap,
"Did 'ee did 'ee say Jarge, Prue? Is
it breekln' your 'eart yo be for that
th,eer poachln' Black Jarge? To think
as my Prue should come down to a
poachln'"
Prudence slipped from his encircling
arm and stood up very straight and
proud there were tears thick upon her
lashes, but she did not attempt to wipe
them away.
"Grandfer," she said very gently, "you
mustn't speak of Jargo to me like that
ye mustn't we mustn't because I love
him, and If he ever comes back I'll
marry him If If he will only ax me; and
If he never comes back, then I think I
shall die!" The Ancient took out his
snuffbox, knocked It, opened it, glanced
inside, and shut it up again.
"Did 'ee tell me as you love Black
Jarge. Prue?"
"Yes, grandfer, I always have and al
ways shall!"
"Loves Black Jarge!" he repeated;
"alius 'as-atlus will! Oh, Lord! what
'ave I done?" Now, very slowly, a tear
crept down his wrinkled cheek, at sight
of which Prue gave a little cry, and,
kneeling beside his chair, took him in
her arms. "Oh, my lass! my little Prue
't Is alt my dolnV I thought Oh, Prue,
't were me as parted yout I thought"
The quivering voice broke off,
" 'T Is all right, grandfer, never think
of It see there, I be smllln'l" and she
kissed him many times.
"A danged fule I be!" said the old man.
shaking his head.
"No, no, grandfer!"
"That's what I be, Prue a danged fule!
If I do go afore that theer old, rusty
stapll, 't will serve me right a danged
fule I be Alius loved Mm-allus will,
an' wishful to wed wl' Mm! Why, then,"
said the Ancient, swallowing two or
three times, "so 'ee shall, my sweet so
'ee shall, sure aa sure, so come an' kiss
me, an' forgive the old man as loves 'ee
o."
"What do 'ee mean, grandfer?" said
Prue between two kisses.
"A fine, strappln chap be Jarge; arter
all, Peter, yov bean't a patch on Jarge
for looks, be you?"
"No, Indeed, Ancient I"
"Wishful to wed 'era, she Is, an' so she
shall. Lordy Lord I Kiss roe again, Prus,
for I be goln' to see Squire ay. I be
goln' to up an' speak wl' Squire for
Jarge an Peter be epmin too."
"Oh, Mr Peter!" faltered Prudence, "be
this true?" and In her eyes was the light
of a sudden hope
"Yes." I nodded,
"P' you think Squire Ml gee you listen
to your' llis cried breathlessly
"I think he will, Prudence." safd I
"God bless you, Mr Peterl" she mur
mured 'God bless you!"
OONriNLED TOMORROW
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bought It from gave him a written "Is Mrs. Glllet a well-informed aM.?iff?A TT V-Jy J " alB
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70 before ho did a stroke of itl 1 "Well, she's on a party wire." afe'sBp I H ltf-r$S WK.
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t 1 ( f J J L1 1 Sa?JriS" Employe Nope; It was a fast train.
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