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230 Rhea sprang, teeth flashing. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. She was very satisfied about this. "Thus," replied the prize-fighter. “Okay, Mom. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime.
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