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"Don't
worry, Master. What do you think? That I'm worth less than
a half-ruined mill or a mangy donkey? Give me a cloak, a hat with
a feather in it, a bag, and a pair of boots, and you'll see what
I can do." The young man, by no means surprised, for it was
quite common for cats to talk in those days, gave the cat what
he asked for, and as... |
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