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it will be too
late. the beast is
dying.
how can
that be? He
gave me one
month!
he thinks you
have forgotten
him. he thinks of
nothing else. he will
not eat. he cannot
sleep. he cannot
breathe.
tell him
tomorrow i will
plead my case, and
then i will come to
him straightaway --
i promise!
you must
hurry, and
tell him
yourself.
not yet! i
have my duty!
