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92 Alas, is that all?

What '11 be our offerings to the King, Uncle, when he comes?

He has commanded puffed rice.

Puffed rice! Say, Headman, you're right. You said so. You knew all we didn't.\ If you send word to my house then I could manage for the King's advent really nice

No need at all. Now be quiet all of you. Sleep is coming over him. I'll