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It had beenlying there for ten days, killed by a stray Dervish shell. The dangling trunk was also shielded by thethick yellow tusks. He threw the sword toal-Noor, who snatched it out of the air. lucked out men's nails and made themdig up yams with their mutilated fingers; who pulled out people'sh
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