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VOL, i. •» n CLUDD rn . i'y STAfiLSV J vimihs. , v ( ;4 ->: , • Pu•lift-lung ('o All {Cor ft I J >V V»l •Sl'l. England, , „ . 7: ot r raneis CPiiUi.- •>: livimr with h'f otiClP, ‘l 1 inthoi v. and liBeonMD I rtrofiilla, bu 'piihiM'V- daughter. Cardiner, bisn mini' iYini'licster, pays a vielt to On intlrmy, and being a * athol'C is dif liked by Franc s ' v ' | o is at heart a . I’rotesW't. ClIAl’lElt II. ( >ui <i' net tel I s Francis who bis father is, _ that tpii a iriitor and informer, and oners jo make young man’s fortune it be his service as a spy v * raneis tvilleiibT reply iidcI mn« away, for time to his fortune. , : Hnlra<i to curve out own HI— II,. it overtaken he ODrenee, an ,f ciiirdiuer, against whom lie ir e H e < the mob by leader, telling and them escape* me man on t-iinjj and will* hi* dispatches Clarence's horse Al¬ |V —Kr&acis "ties to alt inn at St. kalis, ami showing the (ii'paU'hes is Iho'ishttobe ft queen’s courier. Cla¬ rence arrive*, and he e-cipes with the aiitef a waiting maid. V. and VI.- He readies London and renders aid to two women. He and tiie women escape in a boat, are attacked, and Francis is stun nwl. VlL—They are re cu^d and put mbeard a vessel bound for Holland. One of the women proves to he the Ditch ess of Suffolk, who has married a man named B«rtic. The other is a kinswo¬ man named Anne Brandon. Bertie i tin beard to . Being P otegtants, they were fleeing from England. Francis tells tot his name is Carey. CHAPTER VIII. As tlio day went on, therefore, I looked eagerly lor Mistress Anne’s return, but disappeared no more, though I maintained a close watch on the cabin door, All tho afternoon, too, the duchess kept away from me, and I feared that I had seriously offended her, so that it was with no very pleasant anticipations that, going into that part of tlio deckhouse which served us lor a common room, to see if tho evening meal vs as set, I found only the ducliess and Master Bcrtio prepan tl to sit down to it. I suppose that something of my feeling was expressed in my facu, for while I was yet half tray between door and table my lady gave way to a peal of merriment. "Como, sit down and do not be afraid!” (ho cried pleasantly, her gray eyes still full of laughter. “I vow tlio lad thinks I skiDat him. Nay, when all is said and done, I Xilco you tlio better, Sir Knight Errant, for your scruples. I see that you are determined to act up to your nnnjo. But that reminds me,” sho added in a more serious vein. “We have been frank with you. You must bo equally frank with us. What arc wo to call you, pray?" I looked down at my plate and felt niy law grow scarlet. The wound which the discovery dealt of niy fat.ber’s treachery liad me had begun to heal. In the action, tta movement, the adventure of tho last fortnight, ike I had well nigh lost sight of blot on my escutcheon, of^tho shamo which had driven me from home. But tho question, "What arc we to call you?” re¬ tired the smart, and revived It with an *dW pang. It had been very well, in theory, It to proudly discard my old name. was painful in practice to bo unable to Mwer the duchess: "I am a Cluddo of fotuB, nephew to Sir ^Vnthony, formerly Inquire of tho body to King Henry. X am no unworthy follower and associate even iforyou,” Kve and to have instead to reply: “I no name, I am nobody, I have all [to fortune. make and win.” Y'et this was iny ill -hr woman's rye saw my troublo ns I aesitatetl, coufused and doubting, what I t-'iuM reply. ' Come,” she said good lin turcdly, trying to reassure me.. “You aro ofgenrie. birth. Of that wo fool sure.” I shook, my head. “'Nay, I am of no Madam,” I answered hurriedly. “I r 5e Co name, or, at any rate, no name j w I can be proud of. Call rue—call me, a please you, Francis Carey.” It is n good name, " quoth Master Bor ,n pausing with his knife suspended in I *5j But r ' I "A have right good claim Protestant it,” I rejoined, name!” no to 'Wand more hurt. ''1 have all to make. I“' a new man. Yet do not fear!” I r *™ quickly as I saw what I took to ho °I doubt cross my lady's face. “I F"iv II," ■' said V<w 110 the less duchess, faithluliy smile for that!” again Lforming a f s her open features, “I will »« fur that, Master Carey. Deeds are L Ilf !' 1;U1 names, and as for being a new P J 1 ’what with Pagets and Cavendishes P spencers, wo liavo naught but new P teawatlays. g 0 cheer up!” sho con L ™ kindly. “And we will poke no HW at yon, though I doubt whether t If " ot Possess more birth and breed n you would have us think. And L', wi wo return to England, I P-niay beforo as trust n wc art) old men and worn .•“can ndvanco your cause, then let secret. No one can fay that t,1Be "illoughby ever forgot her "01(1." • a toft lieThnshan^ 1 ovcrquickly, ” iis ta,fe fot that, and under cover of et, ''Hersion X had regain a time ta Dt, t Jf K Can * ure and But the matter left mo fc y* j nti more than a littlo homo- 1 teught leave to retire early. .^ore 10US r: ?ht ’‘Tonight, y. said the duchess, being riw Bthr a after out ‘ r ' I°u will sleep soundly, and to or ,„. be i nt a new man,” with a atefoi i. W Believe mo, I am not tin *»!lv astw t'rancis, and I will dili SlIjX..* B8e occasion of tlrt to repay botli your tttrn - : other day aud your ;i„ J Sho gave me her hand to M ‘ n t over it. “Now, ” Shu con !, . homage i,, to my baby, and then c ? nsi,ler that really of *«acl J™ Hedged you aro ' one to our cause.” thln tiny fist held out to me. n s- g looking Bertie like some dainty t; " "aster cordially grasped V. ' iUidn.tbc.QU. lame in is © rrC m m m CONYERS, GA„ SATURDAY, MAY Tl, 1895. the r.infc aibli) of iTTiiF’oftr DutcB Loaf, somewhere on the Waal between Gorcum ami JS'iimit'gcj], wo plighted our troth to one another, and in a tenso I beeamo ono of them. I wont to my berth cheered and enconr ; lifted by tin ir kindness. But tho inter¬ view, satisfactory as it. was, had set lip no little excitement in my brain, and it was lnijss before I slept. When I did, 1 had a strange dream. 1 itreaiinil that X was sit j ting in Vile hall at Colon, and looting that Pi tro niila was standing on lbs dais lix at me with gentle, sorrowful eyes. I ; wanted to goto her, but I could not move. | Every dreamer knows tho sensation. I tried to call toiler, to ask her what was | tho matter, and why she so looked at me. j cou m u tt rr J10 sound. And still sho , continued to fix mo with tho same, sad, ; reproachful eyes, in which I read a warn j U g j yut uould not ask its meaning, j I struggled so hard that at last tho spell was in a degree broken. Following tho direction of her eyes, I looked down at i myself and saw fastened to tho breast of my (loublot tho knot of blue velvet which she had made for my sword hilt, and which I had ever since carried in my bos¬ om. More, I saw, with a singular feeling of anger and sorrow, that a hand which camo over my shoulder was tugging bard at the ribbon in the attempt to remove it. This gave me horrible concern, yet at tlio moment I could not move nor do any¬ thing to prevent it. At last, making a stupendous effort, I awoke, my last expe¬ rience, dreaming, being of the strange hand working at my breast. My first waking idea Was tho same, so that X threw out my arms and cried aloud and sat up. "Ugti* I exclaimed, trembling in the in- tensity of my relief ns I looked about and welcomed tho now familiar surroundings. “It was only a dream. It was”— I stopped abruptly, my eyes falling on a form lurking In the doorway. I could see it only dimly by tho light of a hanging lamp, which smoked and burned redly overhead. Yet I could see it. It was real, substantial—a waking figure. Neverthe¬ less a faint toucli of superstitious terror still clung to me. “Speak, please!” I asked. “Who is it?” “It is only I,” answered a soft voice, well known to me—Mistress Anne’s. “I camo in to sec how you were,” she con¬ tinued, advancing a little, “and whether you wero sleeping. I an* afraid I awoke yon. But you seemed.” she added, “to be having such painful dreams that perhaps it was as well I did.” I was fumbling in my breast while sho spoke, and certainly, whether in my sleep I had undone the fastenings or had loosen¬ ed them intentionally Ijtforo I lay down— though I could not remember doing so— my doublet and shirt were open at tho breast. Tho velvet knot was safe, how¬ ever, in that tiny inner pocket beside the letter, and I breathed again. “I am very glad you did awako me!” I replied, look¬ ing gratefully at her. “I was having a horrible dream. But how good it was of you to think of me, and when you are not well yourself too.” “Oh, lam better,” sho murmured, her eyes, which glistened in tho light, fixed steadily on me. “Much better. Now go to sleep again, and happier dreams to you. After tonight,” she added pleasantly, “I 6hall no longer consider you os an invalid nor intrude upon you.” Ami she was gone before I could reiter¬ ate my thanks, The door fell to, anti I was alone, full of kindly feelings toward her and of thankfulness that my horrible vision had no foundation. “Thank heav¬ en!” I murmured more than once as I lay down. “It was only a dream.” Next day we reached Nimucgen, whero wo staid a short time. Leaving that place in the afternoon, 24 hours’ journeying, partly fey river, partly, if I remember rightly, by canal, brought us to the neigh¬ borhood of Arnheimon the Rhine. It was tlm 1st cf March, , , hut , the opening month ... belied its reputation. There was a hrig.it ness, a softness in the air and a consequent feeling as of spring which would better have befitted the middle of April. All day we remained on deck enjoying the kindli¬ ness of nature, which was especially grate¬ ful to me, in whom the sap of health was beginning to spring again, and we wero still tbero when ono of those gorgeous sunsets which are peculiar to that country began to fling its hues across our path. We turned a jutting promontory, the boat began to fall off, and the captain came up, his errand to tell us that our journey was done. \Ve went eagerly forward at the news and saw in a kind of bay, formed by a lakciike expansion of the river, a iittle is¬ land green and loiv, its banks trimly set with a single low of poplars. It was per¬ haps a quarter of a mile every way, and a channel oiic-fonrth as wide separated it from the nearer shore (if the river, to which, however, along narrow tiridgo of planks laid on trestles gave access. On tho outer sido of the island, facing tho riv ■5' Ht' ' ~ A’P ' 1 " ' \ V v —jp J V( It ' f A > i — /( 'V r -( I Uc grcrtnl v* uamtly. eT ’ s course, st™ d a low white house, be f,, rr . which a sloping green terrace, also bordered with poplars, k-,1 down to a tiny ,,i, r Behind and around tho house were . meadows as trim and neat as a child’s tgvs, over which tho eye roved with picas , uro until it-reached tlio landward side of the island, and there detected, nestling among gardens, a tiny village of half a doxeu cottages. It was a scene of enchant Ing peace and quietude. As wo slowly plowed Lw our way up to the landing place I tho rabbits stand to gazo at us, and then, with a flick of tbeir heels, dart off thgir Uqlcs.. I matk.vd. i?'g r homeward in a string arid heard" t!io wild fowl rise in creek and pool with a whir of wings. I turned with a full .♦.* :-rt to my neighbor. ‘Is it not lovely?” I cried, with enthusiasm. ‘‘Is it not a peace ful place—a very garden of Eden?’* I looked to see her fall into raptures such as women are commonly more prime to than men. Cut all women are not the some. Mistress Anno was looking, in i the deed, when which 1 turned and surprised her, tho at scene had so moved me, iiut expression of her face was sad and bitter and utterly melancholy. The weariness and fatigue I had often seen lurking in her eyes had invaded all her features. She looked five years older—no longer a gill, but a gray faced, hopeless woman, whom the sight of this peaceful haven lather smote to the heart than filled with antici¬ pations of safety and repose. It was but for a moment I saw her so. Then she dashed her hand across her eyes —though I saw no tears in them —and with a pettish exclamation turned away. “Poor girl!” I thought. “She, too, is homesick. No doubt this reminds her of some place at homo or of some person.” I thought this the more likely, as Master Bertie came from Lincolnshire, which, he said, had many of tho features of this strange land, and it was conceivable enough that she should know Lincoln¬ shire, too, being related to his wife. I soon forgot the matter in the .excite¬ ment of landing. A few minutes of hustle ami it was over. The boat put out again, and we four were left face to face with two strangers, an elderly man and a girl, who had come down to the pier to meet us. Tho former, stout, bluff and red faced, With a thick gray heard and a gold chain about his neck, had the air of a man of position. lie greeted us warmly. His companion, who hung behind him, some¬ what shyly, was as pretty a girl as ono could find in a month. A second look as¬ sured me of something more—that she formed an excellent foil to tho piquant brightness and keen vivacity, the dark hair and nervous features of Mistress Anno. For tho Dutch girl was fair and plump and of perfect complexion. Her hair was very light, almost flaxen indeed, and her eyes were softly and limpidJy blue •—grave, innocent, wondering eyes they Were, I remember. I guessed rightly that glio was the elderly man’s daughter. Later I learned that sho was his only child, and that her name was Dympbna. Ho was a Master Ijindstrom, a merchant of standing in Arnhoim. He had visited England and spoko English fairly, and being under some obligations, it appeared, to tho Duchess Katherine was to bo our host. We all walked up tho little avenue to¬ gether, Master I.indstrom talking as ho went to husband nr wife, while his daugh¬ ter and Mistress Anne camo next, gazing each at each in silence, as women when they first meet will gaze, taking stock, I suppose, of a rival’s weapons. I walked last, wondering why they had nothing to say to ono another. As we entered tho house the mystery was explained. “Sho speaks no English,” said Mistress Anne, witli-a touch of scorn. “And we no Duieh,” I answered, smil¬ ing. ‘ Hero in Holland I am afraid that she will have somewhat tho best of us. Try her with Spanish.” "Spanish! I know none.” “Well, I do—a little.” Spanish?” “What, you know Mistress Anno's tone of surprise amounted almost to incredulity, and it fluttered me, hoy that I was. 1 dare say it would have flat¬ tered many an older head than mine. “You know Spanish? Wheredkl you learn it?” she continued sharply. “At home.” “At home! Where is that?" And she eyed mo still mere closely. ‘"Where is your homo, Master Carey? i’ou have never told me.” But I had said already more than I in , rd , x shook „ ly hrall , , ’’ a !\. ,, am . X . explained , . , awkwardly,' , ,, that iT1 I learned it in a homo I once had Now my homo is At any rate, I inve no o or. '1 ho Dutch girl, standing patiently bo sale us, had looked first at one face and thon at the other as we ta: at . till by this time in a long, ovt ^ p.u , warmed by a pretty closed to cov crctl with glazed tiles. On u ■ e • of a great armour, or dresser, at one end the room, appeared a hue show of silver plate. At tlu’. otlu’r t:n<l stood a a ilc press of walnut wed, handsomely carved and eveifcbc gratings of the windows and the hantlicsof the doors wercof hammered ZTwhmli floor, wjijui w-^.^teo"°snnm"piecc iiLiut. oi hiii.iu jxJCGi.,7 oi t^ wood delicately joined and set together and brightly polished. But everything ^„^ldtoeXm;dou^teathS.s: lay at Ccton, Where the rush,* sometimes for a week unchanged. With each planet. MistrUs 18 ' " turned /^norite!” to Dvmohmi I said, inustering niy no blest accent. “Beso los pics do listed. H M! o* stress A n n s t a red, while tho effect on the girl whom I addressed was greater than I had looked for, but certainly of a different kind •; ha,k, an expression of offend (I d gn 7 and of something It e anger r 8 placid face. Did she not understand? Y es, for after a moment s ie=.laiiun, am vv i l a heightened color, sue » • ’ Li senor.” Her constrained manner was Q not promising, hut I was going on to open a conversation if Icoult, or ° 1 ’ * Sd staring 4hcn llistrtis A'nnc inter was i. she ask, .1 eager y. " X h, ; r ,! f ^ f wa» all, I rt plied, my tyesun J .pi faee, vyhicli still beti ay etitrou . ec kind, 'except that I paid her the ust formal compliment. But wl.at is she soy ing to her fatner/ It was like tlio Christmas game of cross : questions. The girl and 1 had spoken in I Spanish. I translated what we had said j into English Dymphnn for turned Mistress it Anne, into Dutch and Mis- ior tress her father, an anxious look on tier ta which needed no translation. "What Is It. asked Master Bertie, o ‘ serving that something was wrong. ' "It is nothing—nothing, rep .ed merchant apologetically, thouga ly. as no spoko Ins eyes dwelt on me ciirioii is only that I (lid not know that }uu h g Spanjnrd in your companj. ’ — - ; i ''"e*«ave none. TLls,'” po’inT’ir.g to mo, “is our very «ood friend and faithful fol lower, Master Cany, an Englishman.” * To whom, ” added the duchess, smil* ; ing gravely, • l am greatly indebted. ” ! I hurriedly explained the m stake and brought at once a smile of relief to the mynheer's face. * Ah, pardon me, I bo «eeeii you," ho said. “My daughter was in error.” And he added something in Dutch which caused Mistress Dymphna to hJu>h. * You know,” he continued, ‘ I 1 may speak freely to you, since our enemies are in the .main the same—you know that . our Spanish rulers arc not very popular ) with us and grow less popular everyday, especially with those who are of tho re¬ formed faith. Wo have learned, somo of us, to speak their language, but wo love them none tlio better for that.” ‘'lean sympathize with you indeed,” cried tho duchess impulsively. ' God grant that our country may never bo in tho same plight,, though it looks us it this Spanish marriage wore like to put us in it. It is Spain! Spain! Spainl and noth¬ ing else nowadays!” "Nevertheless tho emperor is a great j and puissant monarch, ” rejoined the Arnhcimer thoughtfully, “and could ho rulo us himself we might do well. Jiut his dominions am so largo ho knows little of ns. And, worse, ho is dying, or as good ns dying. Ho can scarcely sit his liorso, and rumor says that before tho year is out ho will resign tho throne. Then wo hear little good of his successor, your queen's husband, and look to boar less. I fear Hint there Is a dark time before us, and God only knows tho issue." "And alono will rule It,” Master liertio This laying was in a way the koynnto to the life wo found our host living on Ills island estate, l’caoo, hut poaco with con¬ stant fear for an assailant and roligion for a supporter. Several times a week Master Lindstrom would go to Arnlielm to superintend bis business, and always after his return ho would shako his head and speak giavcly, and Hymphna would loso her color for an hour or two. Things worn going badly. The reformers were being more and more hardly dealt with. The Spaniards were growing more despotic. That was bis constant report, and then I would sco him, as ho walked with us in orchard or garden or sat beshlo tho stove, cast wistful glances at tho comfort and plenty round him. I know that ho was asking himself how long they would last. If they escaped the dutches of a tyran¬ nical government, would thny bo safe 111 tho times that were coming from tho vio lenco of an ill paid soldiery? The answer was doubtful, or rather it was too certain. I sometimes wondered how ho could pa Month foresee such possibilities and take no steps, whatever the rid:, to prevent them. At first l thought his patience sprang from tho Dutch diameter. Hater l traced its deeper tools to a simplicity of faith and a deep religious fooling, which either did not at that time exist in Kng land or exiited only among people with whom I had never como Into contact. Hero they soomed common enough and real enough. These folks’ faith sustained them. It was a part of their lives—a bul¬ wark against tho fear that otherwise would have overwhelmed them. And to an extent, too, which then surprised me, I found, us time went on, that the duchess and Master Bertie shared this enthusiasm, although with them it took a less obtru¬ sive form. I was led at the timo to think a good deal about this, and just a word I may say of myself anil of those days spent on the Rhino island—that whereas before I had taken but a lukewarm interest in religious questions, and while clinging instinctive¬ ly to the teaching of my childhood had conformed with a fight heart rather than annoy my uncle, I came to think some wliat differently now, differently ana more seriously. And so I have continued to think since, though I have never ba com(j „ t a fact t owo p( , r ;, r . p3 to Mjs , ross i)yn)plina> in who so tender heart there was room for charity ns well as faith, ^ ^ teadjor ()( Mccessjtyf Kince no othcr of cm . py¬ coultl communicate with her, I became mtlle or | 1SS t | )0 Dutch girl's companion, l wonld oIloI1 <)( „„ evening join her on a wooden bench which stood under an elm Qn Jjtt|o , t of Joo i ;ln g toward the anU at son)0 rtistunc0 from the house. Hero, when the weather was warm, sho , watoh for her fathcr ' 8 return, and „„„ (la y, whiIc talklng with her, I ha(] tho opportunity of witnessing a sight -><mnvn in England, but which year by ketherinnds, t become nmro common in tho more heavily fraught with menace in Netherland eyes. “^km, at where we expected cf|ch lllolm , n t to sco Master Lindstrom’s 1,<iat; rourili 111,1 |,uint ’ that wo * ilw I,nth,n » SUS‘oT»^t» ‘s Even in the boat ot It cy reward It. then ^ 2 hundred’ poses ossa mc,l, as they lounged on deck or leaned over the side, never lost a peculiar ^ ^ |jnlva(lo A; , tl)Cy drow nearer to us the sound of tlieir loud voices, their oaths an(J Jni htpr rcacJlca us pininiy and gecmed to j ar on ,i, 0 evening stillness. Their bold, fierce eyes, raking tho unceas j ns iy reached us at last. The girl eide ut teml aery of alarm and rose as if to retreat. But sho sat down again, h‘r behind us was an open stretch of turf, beauty, ami as the boat drew abreast of us I had to listen to the ribald jests and laughter ot those on t ward. My cars tin gled and my cheeks burned. But X could j : do nothing. I could only glare at them anrt grinU my teeth. ‘-Who aro they?” I muttered. “The cowar< n y knaves!” ..qj,, ktisii! hush!” tho girl pleaded, g]ie ha ,, rotrL , af „ d | :c liinU me. And indeed . ( nf , e(J not hav0 pilt Ia y question, for t j 10U gi, j had never seen (he .Spanish eol diery I had heard enough about them to recognize them now. In tho year 1355 , rl».»i r reputation wn* «t Its height. Their fat!iers had overooino tho iltr-rs after a contest of centuries, and they themselves had ovemln Italy and lowered tho pride Qf j.- rallte As ,1 result, they had iii-ny military virtues and all the military vio»i Vtoud, Uloytlthirsti amL 11'A'ntifiUe JA'erS What is .......P® V Use 3J % a MS® Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher’s prescription for Infants and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil. It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years’ use by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency. Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas¬ toria is the Children’s Panacea—tlic Mother’s Friend. Castoria. 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Y f looked !" i, '« after ,e<1 fe,, them, l,n «*' odd 'V as “ U n ,helr funlls IuJ ' " cro ( low many, a conquering rnco , in a foreign Jaml. They could boast of blood and do scent. They were proud to call themselves tiie soldiers and gentlemen of Europe. I was against them, yet I ml ml rod them wit h u boy ’a admiration for the strong ami reckless. Of course I said nothing cf this to my companion. Indeed, when sho spoke to me, I did not hear her. My thoughts had flown far from the burgher’s daughter sit ring by me ami were with my grandmoth¬ er’s people. I saw, in imagination, the uplands of Old Castile, ns I had often heard them described, hot in summer and bleak in winter. I pictured the dark, frowning walls of Toledo, with its hun¬ dred Moorish trophies, the castles that crowned the JiilJs around, tho gray olive groves and tho box clad slopes. I saw Fa lencia, where my grandmother, PetronilJa do Vargas, was born; Pnlencin, dry ucd brown and sun baked, lying squat ami low on its plain, the caves of its cathedral n man’s height from the ground. All this 1 saw. I suppose the Spanish blood in me awoke and asserted itself at sight of those other Spaniards. And then—then 1 forgot it nil as I heard behind mo an alien voice, and I turned and found Dymphnn had stolen from mo and was talking to a stranger. (TO BE CONTINUED.) A NEW WWP which WftICh the “® W,® neonle of ?* the *“£ South ™ UU, are resenting 18 the •efforts of f Some to sell them imitations for the rea l Simmons Liver BegU- ° , lator , , because ,, they make , more , and money by the imitation ; ^ the people ^^ W ^ Selling th ^ them kindle an inferior article. _ It’s the money they are after, and the people can ^ out for themselves. 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