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 never harmed even a cat to have such a frightful doom bound about his neck? Jethro, lying there on the dry earth, commenced to sob. His whole body shook. But there were no tears in his eyes. Just dry, hard sobs that were awful to hear. This was his reward for all the years that he had given to the soil. Such was the ultimate end of the family of Trent.