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SYNOPSIS. Philip Cayley, accused of a crime of which he la not guilty, resigns from the linr In disgrace and bla affection for uia triend, Lieut. Ferry Hunter, turns to hatred. Cay ley seeks solitude, w here he perfects a flying machine. While soaring wrer the Arctic regions, he picks up a curiously shaped suck he had seen in the Meaaslirs hand. Mounting again, he 41s- oovers a yacht anchored In the bay. De­ scending near the steamer, he meets a «1*1 on an Ice floe. He learns that the girl's name is Jeanne Fielding and that Um yacht has come north to seek olgns of her father. Captain Fielding, an arctic explorer. A party from the yacht lo ma­ king search ashore. After Cay Icy departs Jeanne finds that he had dropped a cu­ riously-shaped stick. Captain Planck and the surviving crew of his wrecked whaler ara In hiding on the coast. A giant ruf­ fian named Koscoe. had murdered Field las and his two companions, after the ex­ plorer had revealed the location of an fnormous lodge of pure gold. Roscoe then look command of the party. It develops that the ruffian had committed the mur­ der witnessed by Cayley. Roscoe plans to capture the yacht and escape with a Ms load of gold. Jeanne tells Fanshaw, owner of the yacht, about the visit of the eky-man and shows him the stick left by Cayley. Fanshaw declares that it is an Eteklmo thro wing-stick, used to shoot darts. Tom Fanshaw returns from the searching party with a sprained ankle. Perry Hunter Is found murdered and Cayley Is accused of the crime but Jeanne .believes him innocent. A relief party goes to find the searchers. Tom professes his love for Jeanne. She rows ashore and enters an abandoned hut, and there finds her father's diary, which discloses the ex­ plorer's suspicion of Roscoe. The ruf­ fian returns to the hut and sees Jeanne. CHAPTER VIII.--Continued. At tne sound of It, he drew himself op, towering, before her, and, so, be­ came visible to her--a monstrous, fchirred, uncertain shape. And she cried out; this time in ter­ ror. Then, before he could spring upon her and kill her with his hands, As his brutish Instinct of rage urged him to do, he started back suddenly, and himself cried out! For a faint circle of light, waving, wandering, unearthy, was shining Straight down upon both of them through the fog--out of the sky Itself. Looking up, he saw overhead a single, great luminous eye, and in the reflection of its own light upon the ice, very faintly, the fabric of out­ stretched wings. Then from up there, overhead, he heard a voice--a quiet voice, "I'm lere," it said. "Don't be afraid." Blindly, Roscoe flung up his hands, whirled around and fell; scrambled to 4ls feet again and fled, like a man tag-ridden, down the shore. As he did so, he heard a ragged vol­ ley of shots from the direction of the Aurora. This sound of plain human -fighting, which he underrt.ood and did not fear, helped restore to equilibrium his mind, which a moment before had t>een tottering to absolute destruction. Once he could get back to his boat •and feel the oars under his hands *gain--once he found himself pulling out toward the yacht, no matter how desperate the odds awaiting him there might be against him, he would, he felt, be himself once more. He ran on and on down the beach. He had not passed his boat, he knew; but he Anally realized that he had passed the place where he had brought the boat ashore. W.ROSSEM :PVRIO($F* 1910 ©V" TMt CCMTURV CO fifijD ev* THE CO CHAPTER IX. Waiting for Dawn. Cayley wheeled so that he beaded up into the wind and dropped, facing the girl and with his back to her re­ treating assailant He had to drop al­ most vertically In order to avoid be­ ing blown out into the sea after he struck the ice. Even as it was, he went slithering down the glassy slope toward the water, and only managed to check his impetus by throwing him­ self flat on his face and clutching at a hummock which chanced to offer him a precarious hold. He had come down "all adrift" as sailors say, and hie monstrous wlngB, powerless for flight but Instinct with flapping perversity, cost him a momentary struggle while be was getting them bundled into con­ trollable shape. But, thanks as much t° luck as to skill, he presently found himself upon his feet uninjured. He at once set out, making what haste he could, across the ice toward where he had last seen the girl, shouting up the gale to her at the same time, to know if she were safe. He heard no an­ swer. but presently made her out, dim­ ly, only a pace or two away. His first act then, even before speaking, was to take out his pocket electric bull's-eye and turn it full upon her. "It's Just to make sure you're not hurt--that I really got down here in time," he apologized. "I wish I might have saved you the terror, but It wasn't until you cried out that I knew--" "I'm not hurt," she assured him. 'Tm a little dazed, that'B all.--No, not with fright, with wonder. I hard­ ly had time to be frightened. But I thought you'd gone this morning, that you had abandoned us just as you said you would. And yet, when I cried out Just now, for help, it was you that I called to. . . . And then you came, out of the sky, just as I was sure you would. For I was certain, with the same certainty one has in dreams. Now, that it's over, I find myself wondering again If you are real. I'm not hurt at all." Before he could find anything to say in answer, they heard another shot, muffled in the fog, from the direction of the Aurora, and in prompt reply to it, another volley. "Wasn't there firing before?" she asked. "Can any one be attacking the yacht? There Is no one there but Tom, you know, and he's disabled.-- Can't we--can't I, get out there any way? The boat I came ashbre in is right here." Without making her any answer, he carried the un^leldly bundle his wings made into the hut and left it there, then returned to her and offered her his hand. "We'll go down and look for your boat," he said. Along the water's edge they searched, aided by the little beam from his bull's-eye, the Bound of intermit­ tent firing from the yacht urging haste all the while. But it did not take long to force the conviction upon them that the boat was gone. Blown adrift, most likely, was Cayley's explanation. 1 / Then From Up There Overhead He Heard a Voice. Rs felt tor tnsmbllng. Wheth«r with cold or dread, he did not know, but he took her arm and steadied her with the pressure of his own. "Come back to the hut," he said "The situation isn't as bad as you think, m tell you when we get to shelter where we talk." She turned obediently, and breasted the Icy slope with him. Neither spoke again until they were safe In the lee of the hut Then he said: "I don't think Fanshaw is alone there on the yacht The relief party and the first party from the Aurora got together some time this afternoon and started back toward the shore. They should be aboard the yacht by now, though when the fog fell it put an end to my activities. The Walrus people have undoubtedly attacked them, but they shouldn't have any trouble in beating them oft. They out­ number them and they are better armed; in fact 10 far as I know, the Walrus people aren't armed at all. They knew--your people I mean-- that the yacht was likely to he attack­ ed. 1 told them so myself, and then their pretended guide confessed." "How did you know about the Wal­ rus?" she asked curiously. "The Portuguese waa one of them; he had guided your first party down into a little valley of perpetual fog, under orders to abandon them there. When he saw me sailing about over- head--through the fog, you know--he broke down and confessed and then-- well, he made a clean breast of it He knew nothing of the details of his leader's plans; but the mere fact that he had been delegated to guide the party into a place from which it was to be expected they could never get out, was conclusive as to his inten­ tions at least" He had spoken rather disconnected­ ly, his sentences punctured by the sounds of firing from the yacht By the time he finished they were almost continuous. "Why does it sound so much fainter than it did?" she asked. "It's not nearly so loud as that first volley we heard." "It's a trick of the fog, very likely," he said. "Fog is a frightfully treach­ erous thing. It deceives men's ears as well as their eyes. There's no Judg­ ing distance through it When you cried out Just now, I couldn't tell whether you were BO feet below me or 500 feet I was up above it you see, and I hadn't any way of telling how deep it was.--There! Do you hear?" he went on. "The firing has stopped altogether. Your people are almost certainly safe." "Will you let me go Inside this hut," he asked, "and see if It is habitable? If it is, you'd better go in and let me make you as comfortable as I can. I don't think you need have any fears about the Walrus people. And worry­ ing wouldn't do any good any way. There's nothing we can do but wait for daylight. Nothing can happen any­ where until then." He had, very distinctly, in mind what might happen then if the Walrus people were repulsed from the yacht Unless they were all destroyed in the attack, they would undoubtedly make trouble as soon as morning revealed the fact that they had two hostages in their hands. But he could fight them off better from the doorway of the hut than from anywhere else. And there was no need of troubling the girl with that consideration, not for the present at least 'It's all right in there," she Bald. "I spent I don't know how many hours there reading before you came. But the candle has burned out" The open door behind them gave ac­ cess into a tiny shed, protruding from the corner of the hut and serving, evi­ dently, as a vestibule for it The in­ ner door, a heavier and stronger af­ fair, opening at right angles to it, gave access to the interior of the hut Cayely switched on his bull's-eye and cast a brief glance about the room. There were two or three rude, flimsy-looking doors which undoubted­ ly opened Into small, cabin-like bed­ rooms; but the principal part of the hut was taken up by the room In which they found themselves. Cayley set his little bull'-eye on a shelf where they could make the most of its thin pencil of light. He then turned his attention to the door, and after a little struggle succeeded in getting it shut, and, what was more, securely bolted, by means of a heavy wooden bar which dropped into an iron crotch. If they were attacked with the first of the daylight, this place would afford them security until the people from the Aurora could come to their rescue. His revolver was a Colt 45, and his belt was full of cartridges. With that weapon, he re­ membered that he had once been con­ sidered the best shot in the army. The girl, when he turned to look at her, was seated on the edge of a bunk at the other side of the hut. Her pal­ lor, the traces of tears he could see in her eyes, the pathetic droop to her lips, all emphasized the thing her voice had told him already, namely, that some emotional crisis, which she had been through in those recent hours, had left her quite exhausted. Without a word, he turned to his bundle which he had deposited in a corner of the room, and fished out from it his sheep-skin sleeping bag. It was not until he approached her, with it across his arm, that his eye fell upon the rosewood box and the mo­ rocco-bound book which lay beside it Her eye followed his. "They're fa­ ther's papers," she said. "I found the box in here. That's why I stayed. I had come ashore--" "Walt a minute," he interrupted. He took up the book with a gentleness almost reverent laid it in the little chest and set it down on the floor be­ side the bunk. The quality of the act brought the top ready tears to heir eyes, but he did not look Bp at har to surprise th«m there. "Now," he said, Tm going to take off these boots of yours, which are wet, but which will serve excel­ lently, nevertheless, for a pillow, and you are to take off that heavy coat and get Inside this bag. Have yow ever alept In oner* He was already togging at one of th6 boots, and her protest went un­ heeded--it was only a half-hearted protest after all. When he had taken off the boots, she submitted, without demur, to his unfastening the frogs on her heavy seal-skin coat and slipping It off her shoulders. When finally, with some assistance from him, she nestled down InBlde the great fleeco-llned bag, when he had rolled her small boots into a bundle and made a pillow of them for her head, as he had said he would, she exclaimed, half-rebelllously. at the comfort of it all. "It is so deliclously warm and soft" she said. "I didn't know you were Just being a luxurious sybarite when you refused a mattress and a pair of blankets on the yacht If only yon could be warm, too, and comfortable." "I shall be," he assured her. "Til make a cushion of that great coat of youra and sit down hers at the foot of the bunk. You're not to bother about me. You're to prove the efficacy of the sleeping-b^g by going to sleep in it" "And what will you do all the while sitting there and keeping watch? Would you--would you like to read father's Journal? If you would, I'd like to have you, after what you said long ago about the men who risked and lost their lives trying to reach the pola. I think if you will read that book, you will understand, in spite of your wings. And--well, rd like to have you understand." He moved the bull's-eye to another part of the hut, where the light from it would not shine in her eyes, and would illuminate the pages of the book she offered him to read, while he sat, wrapped in her great coat at the foot of the bunk. Once as he passed by her in the completloh of these arrangements, she withdrew her hand from the bag and held it out to him. "You've been very good to be," she said--"I don't mean by risking your life and plunging down into that bank of fog when you knew I was in danger. A brave man would do that I suppose--some brave men, any way. But you've been better than that--" He told her not to talk, but to go to sleep; and without any more words ensconced himself at her feet drew his legs up under him, tailor-fashion, and began to read. She saw him close the book at last and sit there, as she had sat, with it upon his knees, absorbed, reflective. Suddenly, he took up the book again, opened it and referred to the entry on that last page. He was thinking now, not dreaming. His mind was on the active present Before long he atole a look at her. She met his eyes 'Tm glad father told us that the man was left-handed," she said grave­ ly. "Because the man who killed Mr. Hunter was left-handed, too." She had spoken the very thing his own mind had been groping for with­ out finding, and he started and stared at her. "Why do you say that?" he demanded. "How do you know ?" "It was a left-handed stick. I took fc up in my left hand and it fitted; that was when I was fetching it out of the cabin for Uncle Jerry." "Then that was how you knew I hadn't done K?" "No. I didn't need any proof. I knew already without that" "Suppose I had turned out to be left-handed, too?" "I didn't think of that. But tt wouldn't have made any difference to me. When you really have faith in anybody it isn't easily shaken; not by mere circumstances, at least" " 'When you really have faith.' " he repeated. "Yes, I suppose that's so." He pressed his hands against his tem­ ples. "liut there isn't too much of that divine commodity in the world." There was a long silence. CHAPTER X. What the Dawn Brought The man rose from his seat at the foot of the bunk and, with restless strides, began pacing back and forth in the narrow limits of the little hut The girl lay still, but her eyes follow­ ed him. Her thoughts were keeping step with his. "There's not much faith In the world, that's true," she said presently. "And yet, that's not exactly the world's fault When people haven't anything else to walk by, they hare to walk by sight--" she hesitated a little there, feeling for the words she wanted. "It was so easy," she went on at last, "to clear you of the thing they thought you did yesterday. Couldn't you give them a chance to believe the truth about the other thing too? There must be something you could reveal about that old charge that would wash out the stain of it-- something that would make Tom see the falsity of it as clearly as I do." "No." he said; "that was never pos­ sible. It's less possible than ever now." That involuntary admission told her much. If the thing she suggested were less possible now than it had been before, then, somehow or other, the vindication must have rested in Perry Hunter's hands. But the finality of his voice and the dumb agony she saw in his face, as he paced back and forth beside her, prevented her from following up the admission, or urging him any farther. He pulled himself up sharply and looked at his watch. "It will be day­ light in two hours now," he said. "When it comes we'll signal to the rm k "You've Been Very Good to Me.* yacht and they'll aend for you and take you away--you and this precious find you've made. In the meantime, you must go to sleep. You hardly alept at all while I waa reading." "I hardly dare go to sleep--not really deep asleep. If I did I'm afraid you'd turn out to be all a dream, and I'd find myself back In my stateroom on the yacht" She was speaking half in mockery, but there was an under­ tone of seriousness in her voice. "Think how unlikely It is that all this can have happened," she went on. "You said this morning you were go­ ing to leave us, and I watched you go.--How can it be anything but a dream that you were hanging aloft there in the sky. above the fog, ready to come plunging down when I cried out for help?" "I told you once," he said not very steadily, "that one of ua might be dreaming, but that one was not you." "You will promise, then," she aaked, "that if I go to sleep, I'll wake up here and not on the yacht, and that you won't have disappeared?" "I promise." he said seriously. He seated himself once more at her feet switched off the fading light from the bull's-eye and drew the sleeves of her coat across hla shoul­ ders. "Good night" he Ba^d. She answered drowsily. Warmed a little, and oppressed by complete exhaustion, he fe" asleep himself. He knew, at least that he must have done so, when, rousing with a start and springing to his feet, he saw a ray of sunshine splashed golden upon the opposite wall of the hut It must have been light for hours. Very silently, very cautiously he un­ barred the door and pulled it open. Be­ fore opening the outer door, he drew his revolver and spun its cylinder un­ derneath his thumb-nail. If the re­ pulsed party from the Walrus were camped near by, it would be well to be cautious before reconnolterlng. He pulled the outer door a little way open and glance slantwise up the beach. The brilliaat light dazzled him and made it hard to see; but appar­ ently there was no one there. Ste^ ping outside, he turned his gaze in­ land, along the foot of the cliff. Hia mind was entirely preoccupied with the danger of a sudden rush of ene mies from near at hand. That 1b how it happened that f<* quite a minute after he opened th« door and stepped outside, he did not cast a single glance seaward. He did not look in that direction, until he saw that Jeanne, awakened by the daylight In the hut was standing in the doorway. Her own eyes, puzzled. Incredulous, only half awake, were gazing out to sea. The expression ha aaw in her face made him turn, aufr denly, and look. !*""• HE CONTINUED.) LAWYERS' FEES IN GERMANY They Are Fixed by Law and the At­ torney Can Charge Neither More Nor Less. Lawyers in Germany cannot adver­ tise, and their fees are fixed by law, according to Dr. Hermann Haeussler, rechtsanwalt of Berlin, Germany, who la at the New Wlllard. A rechtsanwalt la an attorney at law and counselor combined. "The German law fixes the exact fees which a German attorney has to elalm for all kinds of professional work, and the rechtsanwalt can charge neither more nor less. These fees are fixed whether the cases are criminal or come under the civil code. The amount depends exclusively on the value of the object of contention or the charac­ ter of the crime. It is an old, though still unfulfilled, wish of German law­ yers to have a new fixed list of fees, not made after the old low standard of the year 1878, but with considera­ tion to the changes--numerous and de­ cided--which have taken place since that year. "The rechteanwalt can never be a business man, as may the lawyer In the United States. The practice of the law Is not considered a calling or pro­ fession, but Is essentially a public of­ fice. "According to the code of 1878, a lawyer is charged with certain public duties. He is obliged to have bis resi­ dence in the town or district whence appointed. Further, he must conduct himself in and out of ofllce in . man­ ner befitting his professional and so­ cial standing--a duty devolving upon his rank. A lawyer is forbidden to ad­ vertise in newspapers, by canvassing, etc., or to buy or take over a practice already made, a* being unworthy of hla calling. 'His position in society is between that of officials and scholars," said Dr. Haeussier, "ana through custom a&d law he is compelled to keep the posi­ tion to tne last degree. This compul­ sion to keep one's rank has given rise to the existence of committees, called anwaltskammem, whose duty It is to scrutinize the conduct of the members of the profession. These committees have a strict code of punishment, which Includes the power to disbar or expel a lawyer from his calling. "In this way the lawyers In Germany have a good and honored position. In fact, there is scarcely a country 10 which the lawyer enjoys more respect and confidence."--Washington Herald. Ancient Suffragettes. The suffragette is not new in Eng­ land. As far back as 1641 "several gentlewomen and tradesmen's wivea from the city" wanted to present a "no popery" petition. The command­ er of the guard, In obedience to the commons' command, "spoke them fair" and advised them to go home. They replied that they would return next day, and that "where there was one there would be 500." They proved aa good as their word. Pym, the lead­ er of the house In those days, did not prove so unyielding as Mr. Asqulth. for it is related that he came to the door, thanked the women for the p* till011, and promised that it would have attention. Headache Hat A hat with a circumference of soma 6^ feet weighs about fourteen ounce* as a rule--a winter hat made of fur. A man's silk hat, at the weight o| which man universally raises a howl of woe, weighs six or seven ounces. Woman is supposed to be the weaker, and yet she bears this weight without a murmur, because It is the fashion. No wonder the big hat has been named the headache hat M9BF EXCELLENT REPORTS fROW WESTERN CANADA Grains Are Heading Out Rapidly and Harvest Is Now Approaching With a Great Demand for Harvest Help. Last week ft was pointed out ft* these columns that there would be A yield of about 200,000,000 bushels of wheat throughout Western Canada, an increase of about 100^00,000 over the previous year, and that the demand for farm help was very great. Con­ firmation of this news is to hand and the cry still is for more help. The Canadian authorities are hopeful that the friends of the 400,000 or 500,000 Americans who have gone to Canada during the last few years will come to the help of these people and induce as many able-bodied men as they pos­ sibly can to take advantago ai the low rate which Is being offered from all points on the Canadian Boundary, and particulars of which can be had from any of the following Agents of the Canadian Government: M. V. Mc- Innes, 176 Jefferson Avenue, Detroit, Mich.; C. A. Laurier, Marquette, Mich.; J. S. Crawford, Syracuse, N. Y.; Thos. Hetherington, Room 202, 78 Tremont Street, Boston, Mass.; H. M. Williams. 413 Gardner Bldg., Toledo, Ohio; Geo. Aird, 216 Traction-Termin­ al Bldg., Indianapollp, Indiana; C. J. Broughton, Room 412, M. L. ft T. Bldg., Chicago, 111.; Geo. A. Hall, 2nd Floor, 125 Second Street, Milwaukee, Wla; E. T. Holmes, 815 Jackson Street, St. Paul, Minn.; Chas. Pilling, Clifford Block, Grand Forks, N. D.; J. B. Cai»> bonn'eau, Jr., 217 Main Street Bidde- ford, Me.; J. M. MacLachlan, Box 197, Watertown, S. D.; W. V. Bennett, Room 4, Bee Bldg., Omaha, Neb.; W. H. Rogers, 125 West 9th Street, Kansas City, Mo.; BenJ. Davies, Room 6. Dunn Block, Great F^ls, Montana; J. N. Grieve, Auditorium Building, Spokane, V^sh. Every facility will be afforded men of the right stamp to aecure advantage of these low rates. To those who pro­ pose to go, it may be said that they will have this splendid opportunity of securing first hand information aa to the excellent producing character of the landB in Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta. They will have the op­ portunity of seeing some of the great­ est wheat fields in the world and prob­ ably the largest yield of wheat, oats and barley that has ever been grown on the Continent And all this on land some of which coat the settler only the $10.00 necessary to enter for his homestead, or, If he purchased, in some cases, costing him from $7.00 to $10.00 per acre, but which la now worth from $15.00 to $20.00 per acr* Even at these prices the land la re­ markably cheap aa will be realized when the statement is made that .from 20 to 25 bushels per acre and over of wheat are grown, netting the farm­ er from $8.00 to $10.00 per acre; and this on land that he got for nothing or paid merely a nominal price. In fact the production shows that $18.00 to $20.00 per acre would be a nominal price for land that would produe* a# these lands produce. THERE ARE OTHERS, * -V Caller--I thought you said your baby could talk. Young Mother--So he can, but I'm the only one who can understand him. Making It Legal. "We don't know what to do about Piute Pete." said the Crimson Gulch citizen. "He was a real good feller, but he would be careless about shoot- In' up the populace." "Did you straighten out the mat­ ter?" "To some extent; we elected him sheriff, thereby makln' it look a little more legal." SPEAKING VOICE IMPORTANT # -- When Its Correct Use Haa Been Learned the Development of the Singer la Eaalea. Plaw singers, studenta, or even teachers of singing, pay enough at­ tention to the speaking voice. The teacher and his pupil are together so little--a brief half-hour or two each week--and there are so many things demanding attention that there seems almost no time for consideration of the speaking voice. Yet consistency demands that a bad habit of voice use in speech shall be corrected^ so that the use of the voice in conversation shall not retard the perfection of the singing voice. I am often aaked if the process of tone production is the same in speak­ ing and singing. I answer that it should be the s&ma. When the roles is correctly used in speech it will re­ quire not different but merely ampli­ fied treatment for singing. Unques­ tionably the young person who has a correct use of voice in speech will find It less difficult to develop a good sing­ ing voice, than one who has an incor­ rect habit Deep breath control, pliable organs of articulation, and full, or complete, vowel pronunciation, are the funda­ mental requisites of correct speech and correct singing alike. When the sneaking voice of a singer is not ao produced, its use in conversation la sure to retard the perfection of the singing tone. Bill Chewed by Grasshoppers. A man recently walked into the gov­ ernment office at Denver with a five- dollar bill In his hand, or rather what was left of the bill after the grasahop- pers had got through with it. It was picked up on a country road and brought for redemption to the treas­ ury department From the manner in which the bill waa chewed up by the insects it must have been attack­ ed from all sides at once, but the bri­ gade that Bailed Into the head must have had the sharpest grasshopper toeth, for there was little left of the Indian head that once adorned the bill. When lost it was new and evi­ dently Just out of the money-making plants of the government. "The Cloister and the Hearth." The "variety of life, the vigor of ao tion, the straightforward and eaay mastery displayed at every atep In ev­ ery stage of the fiction* would of then* selves be enough to place "The Clol* ter and the Hearth" among the very greatest masterpieces of narrative; while its tender truthfulness of syn» pathy, its ardor and depth of feeling, the constant sweetneaa of its humor( the frequent passion of its pathoa, are qualities in which no other tale of a& venture so 6tirring and Incident aa Inexhaustible can pretend to a mo> ment's comparison with it unless w« are foolish enough to risk a referenda I to the name of SootL • gwiafcsmt Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy tor Infants and children, and see that it Bears the Signature of In Use For Over 30 Yaars. Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria The Retort Courteous. Manager--You prima donnas want so much for your services. Prima Donna--And you managers want our services for a song. 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