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Ernest looked completely blank for a moment.
"What the deuce are you talking about?" he asked.
"My dear Ernest!" she cried in dismay. "King Lappin," she added,
dangling her little front paws in the firelight. But his nose did not
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and they spent the evening roaming the woods much as usual.