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{{story}}“Ah! what a man. A big Northman with hair like yours and a gold-red beard–God, what a beard!–Fafnir–no, Fafh–well, something ridiculous. … And we fought! At a place called the Silver Fish. Overturned tables. What a fuss! And a week later,” (she shrugged ruefully) “gone. There it is. And I can’t even remember his name.”
“I don’t think so,” said Alyx. “After all, I remember his beard,” and she smiled wickedly.{{endstory}}
“I don’t think so,” said Alyx. “After all, I remember his beard,” and she smiled wickedly.{{endstory}}
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“I don’t think so,” said Alyx. “After all, I remember his beard,” and she smiled wickedly.{{endquote}}
