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"I say, doctor," cried I, a few days after my adventure with the goblin, as, in the absence of our host, we were one morning lounging upon the matting in his dwelling, smoking our reed pipes, "Tamai's a thriving place; why not settle down?"
"Faith! " said he, "not a bad idea, Paul. But do you fancy they'll let us stay, though?"