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And I with war-whoops—from a distance.

And I as well—by taking contracts!

Lead on! I'll find again in Bender The world-renowned spur-strap-buckles!

[Falling on neck.]

Forgive me, friend, that I at first Misjudged you quite!

[Pressing his hands.]

I, stupid hound, Took you for next door to a scoundrel!

Too strong that; only for a fool

[Trying to kiss him.]

I, Uncle, for a specimen Of Yankee riff-raff's meanest spawn! Forgive me!

We've been in the dark