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Thenext gentleman to make himself heard wondered that Mr Segundus and MrHoneyfoot should have been so taken in. It was a time of testing as well as of questions that would surely bedifficult to answer. And, perhaps most important of all, he was bound by theSar-akkon's strict code of honor. Only ssshe can eassseyour pain.
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