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him. "You see, Bistre, you were there every time; you saw her, just as I did; she scratched your head for you, too. Yes, and once she kissed you right here on this ugly old spot of yours, just as I'm doing, Bistre. Oh, hang it all, Bistre! The world's gone plumb wrong, hasn't it! It's taken the Princess away, our Princess, Bistre; I don't mind sharing her with you, old chap; I think you liked her pretty well, too, didn't you? Do you remember her eyes, Bistre? And those little red lips? I wonder—I wonder, if she knew you and I were feeling so rotten bad, whether she wouldn't be just a little bit sorry for us! You'll probably see her some time, you and your master. If you do, Bistre, you make her remember me. Do you hear?" he demanded, in a fierce whisper. "Make her remember