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Kenneth Bernoska

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The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue.  He had been on his feet a good part of a day and a night (for it was now two or three o'clock in the morning), and had eaten nothing meantime.  He murmured drowsily— "Prithee call me when the table is spread," and sank into a deep sleep immediately.
The Prince and the Pauper
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