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From: | Gallagher Mandell |
Subject: | [Gnotary-devel] Re: fih test |
Date: | Thu, 8 Jun 2006 13:12:50 -0700 |
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Soon the light of the burning was faint below, a red twinkle on the black floor; and they were high up in the sky, rising all the time in strong sweeping circles. Bilbo never forgot that flight, clinging onto Doris ankles. He moaned my arms, my arms!; but Dori groaned my poor legs, my poor legs! At the best of times heights made Bilbo giddy. He used to |
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