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 | | Obdorsk was not going to be the final destination for any of us, and certainly not for me. The thought of escape never left us for an instant. |
 | | I announced that I was tired and ill and would resist any attempt to force me to continue the journey at once. |
 | | There was a merchant from Obdorsk, and, well, he pinched his sister's money, and I, to tell the truth, helped him a bit. |
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