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"I was 'ungry enough, but 't warn't me--never!"
"That you will be thrown to the wild calots [dogs] in the great arena as soon as the hordes have assembled for the yearly games."
Of the two pills in that box one was of the most deadly poison, and the other was entirely harmless.
Of course the crafty fox with all his magic powers was soon able to gain the mastery over the wicked ruler.
