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... owed by a dejected sigh, “I never expected that that little wench, though looking frail, is quite tough in a scuffle. I only got some scratches on my face—looks nasty, but it’s nothing serious. Instead, I ended up winning everyone’s sympathy for her. And that time she was knocked in the head, it wasn’t because I was clumsy. It was because that little wench pressed something on my hand that hurt so much, I had to push her away hard. By the time I came to my senses, she was lying on the ground, bl ...

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