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THE STONE HUTS
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laid the medal on the bosom of the old man's Sunday shirt.

Later, at dinner, the Dean seemed a bit abstracted. "This is the first time in my life I have ever lost myself," he confessed, "but in this world one must have all sorts of experiences."

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