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I'm not at all prejudiced against her on that Abs. He deserves to be hanged and quaraccount.

tered! let me sec_"same ridiculous vanityMrs. Mal. You are very good and very con- Mrs. Mal. You need not read it again, sir. siderate, captain.-I am sure I have done every Abs. I beg pardon, ma'am-"does also lay thing in my power since I exploded ") the her open to the grossest deceptions from affair; long ago I laid my positive conjunca flattery and pretended admiration"— an imtions 2) on her, never to think on the fellow pudeni coxcomb! _“so that I have a scheme again; - I have since laid Sir Anthony's pre- to see you shortly with the old harridan's position 3) before her; but, I am sorry to say, consent, and even to make her a go-beshe seems resolved to decline every particle +) tween in our interview."— Was ever such that I enjoin her.

assurance! Abs. It must be very distressing, indeed, Mrs. Mal. Did you ever hear any thing ma'am.

like it? – he'll elude my vigilance, will he — Mrs. Mal. Oh! it gives me the hydrostatics 5) yes, yes! ha! ha! he's very likely to enter to such a degree;-I thought she had persisted) ihese doors!— we'll try who can plot best! from corresponding with him; but, behold, this Abs. So we will, ma'am-so we will.-Ha! very day, I have interceded ?) another letter ha! ha! a conceited puppy, ha! ha! ha!from the fellow; I believe I have it in my Well, but Mrs. Malaprop, as the girl seems pocket.

so insaluated by this fellow, suppose you were Abs. O the devil! my last notc. [Aside. to wink at her corresponding with him for a Mrs. Mal. Ay, here it is.

little time — let ber even plot an elepement Abs. Ay, my note indeed! O the little trai- with bim- then do you connive at her estress Lucy.

[Aside. cape-while I, just in the nick, will have the Mrs. Mal. There, perhaps you may know fellow laid by the heels, and fairly contrive to the writing

[Gives him the Letter. carry her off in his stead. Abs. I think I have seen the hand before- Mrs. Mal. I am delighted with the scheme; yes, I certainly must have seen this hand before— never was any thing better perpetrated '); Mrs. Mal. Nay, but read it, captain.

Abs. But, pray, could not I see the lady Abs. [Reads | "My soul's idol, my adored for a few minutes now?-I should like to try Lydia!"_Very tender indeed!

her temper a little. Mrs. Mal. 'l'ender! ay, and profane too, Mrs. Mal. Why, I don't know-I doubt o'my conscience!

she is not prepared for a visit of this kind.Åbs. I am excessively alarmed at the There is a decorum in these matters. intelligence you send me, the more so as Abs. O Lord! she won't mind me-only tell my new rival"_

her BeverleyMrs. Mal. That's you, sir.

Mrs. Mal. Sir! Abs. Has universally the character of Abs. Gently, good tongue. [Aside. being an accomplished gentleman, and a Mrs. Mul. What did you say of Beverley? man of honour,” — Well, that's handsome Abs. 0, I was going to propose that you enough.

should tell her, by way of jest, that it was Mrs. Mal. O, the fellow has some design Beverley who was below - she'd come down in writing so.

fast enough then-ha! ha! ha! Abs. That he had, I'll answer for him, ma'am. Mrs. Mal. 'Twould be a trick she well de

Mrs. Mal. But go on, sir, you'll see pre-serves—besides, you know the fellow tells her sently.

he'll get my consent to see her — ha! ha! – Abs. As for the old weather-beaten she- Let him if he I say again.-Lydia, come dragon who guards you“–Who can be mean down here!--[Calling]-He'll make me a goby that?

between in their interviews !-ba! ha! ha! Mrs. Mol. Me, sir-me-he means me there come down, I say, Lydia! I don't wonder at -what do you think now?—but go ou a little your laughing, ha! ha! ha! his impudence is further.

iruly ridiculous. Abs. Impudent scoundrel!_"it shall go hard Åbs. 'Tis very ridiculous, upon my soul, but I will elude her vigilance, as I am told ma'am, ha! ha! ha! that the same ridiculous vanity, which makes Mrs. Mal. The little hussy won't hear. her dress up her coarse features, and deck Well, I'll go and tell her at once who it is her dull chat with hard words which she she shall know that Captain Absolute is come don't understand"

to wait on her.-And i'll make ber behave as Mrş. Mal.. There, sir, an allack upon my becomes a young woman. language! what do you think of that? Abs. As you please, ma'am. aspersion upon my parts of speech! was ever Mrs. Mai. For the present, caplain, your such a brute! Sure if I reprehend ) any thing servant-Ah! you're not done laughing set, ! in this world, it is the use of my oracular see-elude my vigilance! yes, yes; ha! ha! longue, and a nice derangemeni 10) of epi-ha!

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1) To perpetrale a crime; we must read here, concerted, 9) Vernacular. 10) Arrangement. LI) Epithets.

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M. means discovered.

Enter LYDIA.

Mrs. Mal. Warmıh abated !--sol-she has Lydia. What a scene am I now to go been in a passion, I suppose. through! surely nothing can be more dreadful Lydia. No-nor ever can while I have life. than to be obliged to listen to the loathsome Mrs. Mal. An ill-tempered little devil!addresses of a stranger to one's heart. I have She'll be in a passion all her life-will she? heard of girls persecuted as I am, who bave Lydia. Think not the idle threats of my appealed in behalf of their favoured lover to ridiculous aunt can ever have any weight the generosity of bis rival: suppose I were to with me. try it--there'stands the hated rival-an officer Mrs. Mal. Véry dutiful, upon my word! too! — but O how unlike my. Beverley!- 1 Lydia. Let her choice be Captain Absolute, wonder he don't begin--truly he seems a very but Beverley is mine. negligent wooer!-quite a: hit ease, upon my

Mrs. Mal. I am astonished at her assurance ! word!-I'll speak first - Mr. Absolute.

- to his face- this is to his face! Abs. Ma'am.

[Turns round. Abs. Thus then let me enforce my suit. Lydia. O heavens! Beverley!

[Kneeling. Abs. Hush!-husb, my life! softly! be not Mrs. Mal. Ay, poor young man !--down on surprised!

bis knees entreating for pity! I can contain Lydia. I am so astonished! and so terri- no longer.–Why, thou vixen! I have overfied! and so overjoyed! — for heaven's sake! heard you. how came you here?

Abs: o, confound her vigilance ! [Aside. Abs. Briefly, I have deceived your aunt- Mrs. Mal. Captain Absolute, I know not I was informed that my new rival was to visit how to apologise for her shocking rudeness. here this evening, and contriving to have him Abs. So-all's safe, I find. [Aside] I have kept away, have passed myself on her for hopes, madam, that time will bring the young Captain Absolute.

lady Lydia. O charming!—And she really takes Mrs. Mal. O, there's nothing to be hoped you for young Absolute?

for from her! she's as headstrong as an alleAbs. Ó, she's convinced of it.

gory ?) on the banks of Nile. Lydia. Ha! ha! ha! I can't forbear laughing Lydia. Nay, madam, what do you charge to think how her sagacity is over-reached ! me with now?

Abs. But we trifle with our precious mo- Mrs. Mal. Why, thou unblushing rebelments – such another opportunity may not didn't you tell this gentleman to his face that occur-then let me now conjure my kind, my you loved another better?-didn't you say you condescending angel, to fix the time when I never would be his? may rescue her from undeserving persecution, Lydia. No, madam-I did not. and with a licensed warmth plead for my Mrs. Mul. Good heavens! what assurance ! reward,

-Lydia, Lydia, you ought to know that lying Lydiu. Will you then, Beverley, consent don't become a young woman! - Didn't you to forfeit that portion of my paltry wealth?– boast that Beverley, that stroller Beverley, posthat burden on the wings of love?

sessed your heart ?—Tell me that, I say. Abs. 0, come to me-rich only thus-ins Lydia. 'Tis true, ma'am, and

but loveliness -- Bring no portion to me but thy Beverleylove - 'will be generous in you, Lydia - for Mrs. Mal. Hold! - hold, Assurance ! you well you know, it is the only dower your shall not be so rude. poor Beverley can repay.

Abs. Nay, pray, Mrs. Malaprop, don't stop Lydia. How persuasive are his words!-- the young lady's speech:-she's very welcome how charming will poverty be with him! to talk thus-it does not hurt mic in the least,

Abs. Ah! my soul, what a life will we then I assure you. live! Love shall be our idol and support! we Mrs. Mal. You are too good, captain-too will worship him with a monastic strictness! amiably patient — but come with me, miss.abjuring all worldly toys, to centre every Let us see you again soon, captain-remember thought and action there.- Proud of calamity, what we have fixed. we will enjoy the wreck of wealth; while the Abs. I shall, ma'am. surrounding gloom of adversity shall make Mrs. Mal. Come, take a graceful leave o! the flame of our pure love show doubly bright the gentleman. -By heavens! I would fling all goods of for- Lydia. May every blessing wait on my tune from me with a prodigal band, to enjoy Beverley, my loved Bevthe scene where I might clasp my Lydia to Mrs. Mal. Hussy! I'll choke the word in my bosom, and say, the world affords no your throat.--come along-come along: smile to me but here-[Embracing her] If [Exeunt severally. Absolute kissing his she holds out now, the devil is in it! [Aside. Hand to Lydia-Mrs. Malaprop stop

Lydia. Now could I fly with him to the ping her from speaking. antipodes! but my persecution is not yet come to a crisis.

Scene IV.-Acres's Lodgings.

Acres and David. ACRES as just dressed.
Enter Mrs. MALAPROP, listening.
Mrs. Mal. I am impatient to know how

Acres. Indeed, Daviddo you think I bethe little hussy deports :) berself.

come it so?

[Aside. Abs. So pensive, Lydia! — is then your lieve me, master, by the mass! an' we've any

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Acres. Dress does make a difference, David. Sir Luc. Very ill, upon my conscienceDavid. 'Tis all in all, I think -- difference! Pray, can you divine the cause of it? why, an' you were to go now to Clod-Hall, Acres. Why, there's the maller: she has I am certain the old lady wouldn't know you: another lover, one Beverley, who, I am told, Master Butler wouldn't believe his own eyes, is now in Bath.–Odds slanders and lies! he and Mrs. Pickle would cry, "Lard presárve must be at the bottom of it. me!" our dairy-maid would come giggling to Sir Luc. A rival in the case, is there?-and the door, and I warrant Dolly Tester, your you think he has supplanted you unfairly? honour's favourite, would blush like my waist- Acres. Unfairly! to be sure he has — He coat-Oons! I'll hold a gallon, there an't a nev could bave done it fairly. dog in the house but would bark, and I ques- Sir Luc. Then sure you know what is to tion whether Phillis would wag a hair of be done! her tail !

Acros. Not I, upon my soul! Acres. Ay, David, there's nothing like po

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honour's boots; Acres. What! fight him! but the boy never heeds me!

Sir Luc. Ay, to be sure: what can I mean else? Acres. But, David, has Mr. De-la-grace been Acres. But he has given me no provocation. here? I must rub up my balancing, and cha- Sir Luc. Now, I think be bas given you the sing, and boring ).

greatest provocation in the world-Can a man David. I'll call again, sir.

commit a more heinous offence against avother Acres. Do-and see if there are any letters than to fall in love with the same woman? for_me at the post-office.

O, by my soul! it is the most uopardonable David. I will. - By the mass, I can't belp breach of friendship. looking at your head !-jf I hadn't been by at Acres. Breach of friendship! Ay, ay; but I the cooking, I wish I may die if I should have have no acquaintance with this man. 1 known the dish again myself! [Exit. saw him in my life.

[Acres comes forward, practising Sir Luc. That's no argument at all-he has a dancing Step.

the less right then to take such a liberty. Acres. Sink, slide-coupee-Confound the Acres. Gad, that's true—I grow full of anger, first inventors of cotillons! say I-they are as Sir Lucius ! -I fire apace! Odds bills and bad as algebra to us country gentlemen-I can blades! I find a man may have a deal of walk a minuet easy enough when I am for- valour in him, and not know it! But couldn't ced!—and I have been accounted a good stick I contrive to have a little right of my side? in a country-dance.-Odds jigs and tabors! I Sir Luc. What the devil signifies right, never valued your cross-over to couple-figure when your honour is concerned? Do you in-right and left-and I'd foot it with e'er a think Achilles, or my little Alexander the Great

, captain in the county!—but these outlandish ever inquired where the right lay? No, by my heathen allemandes and cotillons are quite soul

, they drew their broadswords, and beli beyond me! - I shall never prosper al 'em, the lazy sons of peace to settle the justice of il. that's sure--mine are true-born English legs- Acres. Your words are a grenadier's march they don't understand their curst French lingo!- to my heart! I believe courage must be catching! their pàs this, and pàs that, and pàs t'other!-- I certainly do feel a kind of valour rising damn me! my feet don't like to be called as it were-a kind of courage, as I may say, paws! no, 'lis certain I have most Anti-Gal-Odds flints, pans, and triggers! I'll challenge lican toes!

him directly. Enter Servant.

Sir Luci Ah, my little friend! if I had Sero. Here is Sir Lucius O'Trigger to wait Blunderbuss-Hall here, I could show you a on you, sir.

range of ancestry, in the O'Trigger line, that Acres. Show bim in.

would furnish the new room; every one of

whom had killed his man!- For though the Enter SiR LUCIUS.

mansion-house and dirty acres have slip through Sir Luc. Mr. Acres, I am delighted to em- my fingers, I thank heaven our honour and

the family-pictures are as fresh as crer. Acres. My dear Sir Lucius, I kiss your Acres. O, Sir Lucius! I have bad ancestors bands.

too!-every man of 'em colonel or captaio in Sir Luc. Pray, my friend, what has brought the militia !-Odds balls and barrels! say no you so suddenly to Bath?

more-I'm braced for it.—The thunder of your Acres. Faith! I have followed Cupid's Jack-words has soured the milk of human kin! a-lantern, and find myself in a quagmire al ness in my breast!— Zounds! as the man in the last. – In short, I have been very ill used, Sir play says, "I could do such deeds," Lucius,-I don't choose to mention names, but Šir Luc. Come, come, there must be no look on me as on a very ill-used gentleman, passion at all in the case—these things should Sir Luc. Pray what is the case? – I ask always be done civilly.

Acres. I must be in a passion, Şir LuciusAcres. Mark me, Sir Lucius, I fall as deep I must be in a rage.—Dear Sir Lucius, let me as need be in love with a young lady – ber be in a rage, if you love me. — Come, here's friends take my part-I follow her to Bath- pen and paper. – [Sits down to write) -! send word of my arrival; and receive answer, would the ink were red! – Indite, 1 say inthat the lady is to be otherwise disposed of—dite!-How shall I begin? Odds bullets and This, Sir Lucius, I call being ill used, blades! I'll write a good bold hand, however. 1) balancer, chasser, faire des pus de Bourrée.

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Acres. Come-now, shall I begin with an snaps, I never knew any good come of 'em. oath? Do, Sir Lucius, let me begin with a Acres. But my honour, David, my bonour! damme.

I must be very careful of my honous. Sir Luc. Pho! pho! do the thing decently, David. Ay, by the mass ! and I would be and like a Christian. Begin now—"Sir" very careful of it; and I think in return my Acres. That's too civil by half.

honour couldn't do less than to be very careSir Luc. To prevent the confusion that sul of me. might arise"

Acres. Odds blades! David, no gentleman Acres. Well

will ever risk the loss of his honour! Sir Luc. From our both addressing the David. I say then, it would be but civil in same lady"

honour never to risk the loss of a gentleAcres. Ay—there's the reason—"samelady"- man.-Look'ce, master, this honour secms to Well

me to be a marvellous false friend: ay, truly, Sir Luc. I shall expect the honour of a very courtier-like servant.-Put the case, pour company"

was a gentleman (which, thank God, no one Acres. Zounds! I'm not asking him to dinner. can say of me); well-my honour makes inc Sir Luc. Pray be easy;

quarrel with another gentleman of my acAcres. Well then, “honour of your com- quaintance: --So-.we light. (Pleasant enough pany"-

that.) Boli!-I kill him-(the more's my luck.) Sir Luc. To settle our pretensions"- Now, pray who gets the profit of i1?-Why, Acres. Well.

my honour. But put the case that he kills Sir Luc. Let me sce, ay, King's Mead-field me!-by the mass!" I go to the worms, and will do-"in King's Mead-fields."

my honour whips over to my enemy: Acres. So that's done. — Well, I'll fold it Acres. No, David - in that case! - Odds up presently; my own crest - a hand and crowns and laurels! your honour follows you Jagger shall be the seal.

to the grave. Sir Luc. You see now this little explanation David. Now, that's just the place where I will put a stop at once to all confusion or could make a shift to do without it. misunderstanding that might arise between you. Acres. Zounds! David, you are a coward !

Acres. Ay, we fight to prevent any mis- It doesn't become my valour to listen to you.understanding

What, shall I disgrace my ancestors ?--Think Sir Luc. Now, I'll leave you to fix your of that, David — ihink what it would be to own time.-Take my advice, and you'll decide disgrace my ancestors! it this evening if you can; then let the worst David. Under favour, the surest way of come of it, 'twill be off your mind to-morrow. not disgracing them, is to keep as long as Acres. Very true.

you can out of their company. Look'ec now, Sir Luc. So I shall see nothing more of master, to go to them in such haste-with an you, unless it be by letter, till the evening.-ounce of lead in your brains-I should think I would do myself the honour to carry your might as well be let alone. Our ancestors message; but, to tell you a secret, I believe I are very good kind of folks ; but they are the sball have just such another affair on my own last people I should choose to have a visiting hands. There is a gay captain here, who put acquaintance with. a jest on me lately, at ihe expense of my Acres. But, David, now, you don't think country, and I only want to fall in with the there is such very, very, very great danger, gentleman, to call him out.

hey? - Odds life! people often fight without Acres. By my valour, I should like to see any mischief done! you fight first! Odds life! I should like to see David. By the mass, I tbink 'lis ten lo one you kill him, if it was only to get a little lesson. against you !-Oous! here to meet some lion

Sir Lur. I shall be very proud of instructing beaded fellow, I warrant, with his damn'd you. – Well for the present — but remember double-barrelled swords, and cut-and-thrust now, when you meet your antagonist, do every pistols !-Lord bless us! it makes me tremble thing in a mild and agreeable manner. — Let to think o't!—Those be such desperate bloody.. your courage be as keen, but at the same time minded weapons! Well, I never could abide as polished as your sword. [Exeunt severally. 'em-from a child I never could fancy 'em!

I suppose there a'n't been so merciless a beast ACT IV.

in the world as your loaded pistol! SCENE I.--ACRES's Lodgings.

Acres. Zounds! I won't be afraid Odds fire

and fury! you sba’n't make me afraid.- flere Acres and David.

is the challenge, and I have sent for dear David. Then, by the mass, sir! I would do friend Jack Absolute to carry it for me. no such thing-ne'er a Sir Lucius O'Trigger David. Ay, i'the name of mischief, let him in the kingdom should make me fight, when be the messenger. For my part, I wouldu't I wa'n't so minded. Oons! what will the old lend a hand to it for the best horse in your lady say, when she hears o't?

stable. By the mass! it don't look like another Acres. Ab! David, if you had heard Sir letter! - It is, as I may say, a designing and Lucius!-Odds sparks and flames! he would malicious-looking letter;—and I warrant smells have roused

of gun-powder like a soldier's pouch!-Oops! David. Not he, indeed. I hate such blood- I wouldn't swear it mayn't go off! thirsty cormorants. Look'ce, master, if you'd Acres. Out, you políroon !--you ha'u't the wanted a bout at boxing, quarter-staff, or valour of a grasshopper. short-staff, I should never be the man to bid David. Well, I say no more -'l will be sad vou cry off: but for your curst sharps and news, to be sure, at Clod-Hall! – but I ha'

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Jack? shooling her master's going after!–And I war- Abs. I will, I will; I'll say you are called rant old Crop, who has carried your honour, in the country Fighting Bob." field and road, these ten years, will curse the Acres. Right - right — 'tis all to prevent hour he was born,

[Whimpering. mischief; for I don't want to take his life if I Acres. It won't do, David-I am deter- clear my bonour. mined to fight – so get along, you coward, Abs. No!- that's very kind of you. while I'm in the mind.

Acres. Why, you don't wish me to kill

him-do you, Jack? Enter Servani.

Abs. No, upon my soul, I do not.-But a Ser. Captain Absolute, sir.

devil of a fellow, hey?

[Going Acres. O! show him up. [Erit Servant. Acres. True, true—but stay-stay, Jack

David. Well, Heaven send we be all alive you may add, ihat you never saw me in such this time to-morrow.

a rage before-a most devouring rage! Acres. What's that!-Don't provoke me, Abs. I will, I will. David!

Acres. Remember, Jack-a determined dog! David. Good bye, master. [Whimpering. Abs. Ay, ay, "Fighting Bob!" Acres. Get along, you cowardly, dastardly,

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SCENE II.-Mrs. MALAPROP's Lodgings.
Enter ABSOLUTE.

Mrs. MALAPROP and LYDIA.
Abs. What's the matter, Bob?

Mrs. Mal. Why, thou perverse one!-tell Acres. A vile, sheep-hearted blockhead!- me what you can object to bim? - Isn't he a If I hadn't the valour of St. George and the handsome man?-tell me that.-A genteel man? dragon to boot

a pielly figure of a man? Abs. But what did you want with me, Bob? Lydia. She little thinks whom she is praisAcres, 01-There

ing! [Aside]-So is Beverley, ma'am. [Gives him the Challenge. Mrs. Mol. No caparisons ?), miss, if you Abs. To ensign Beverley." So — what's please. Caparisons don't become a young going on now! [Aside] Well, what's this? woman.-No! Captain Absolute is indeed å Acres. A challenge!

fine gentleman ! Abs. Indeed !-Why, you won't fight him; Lydia. Ay, the Captain Absolute you have will you, Bob?

Acres. 'Egad, but I will, Jack.--Sir Lucius Mrs. Mal. Then he's so well bred !--so full has wrought me to it. He has left me full of alacrity and adulation 2):-and has so much

and I'll fight this evening, that so to say for bimself; — in such good language much good passioa mayn't be wasted. too!--His physiognomy :) so grammatical! Abs. But what have I to do with this?

Then his presence is so noble !-1 protest when Acres. Why, as I think you know some- I saw him, I thought of what Hamlet says in thing of this fellow, I want you to find him the play : — "Hesperian 4) curls — the front of out for me, and give him this mortal defiance. Job5) himself! an eye, like March"), to Abs. Well, give it to me, and trust me he threaten at command !?)—a station, like Harry

Mercury 8) new—" Something about kissing, Acres. Thank you, my dear friend, my dear on a bill-however, the similitude ') struck Jack; but it is giving you a great deal of me directly. trouble.

Lydia. How enraged she'll be presently Abs. Not in the least - I beg you won't when she discovers her mistake! (Aside mention it. — No trouble in the world, I assure you.

Enter Servant. Acres. You are very kind.-What it is to Ser. Sir Anthony and Captain Absolute are have a friend !-You couldn't be my second below, ma'am. could you, Jack?

Mrs. Mal. Show them up here. [E:rit SerAbs: Why no, Bob—not in this affair—it vant Now, Lydia, I insist on your behaving would not be quite so proper.

as becomes a young woman. - Show your Acres. Well, then, I must get my friend good breeding, at least, though you have forSir Lucius. I shall have your good wishes, got your duly; however, Jack.

Lydia. Madam, I have told you my resoAbs. Whenerer he meets you, believe me. lution !-I shall not only give him no encou

ragement, but I won't even speak to, or look Enter Servant.

at him. [Flings herself into a Chair, with Ser. Sir Anthony Absolute is below, in

her Face from the Door. quiring for the captain. Abs. I'll come instantly.–Well, my little

Enter SIR ANTHONY and ABSOLUTE. hero, success attend you.

[Going: Sir Anth. Here we are, Mrs. Malaprop: Acres. Stay-stay, Jack. If Beverley should come to mitigate the frowns of unrelenting ask you what kind of a man your friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow-will

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