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himself

howling on

to the

ground,kicking

his legs

and

screaming:

"It isn't

fair!He's

bitten

me!Take

him

away!Take

him

away!"Jeremy

himself

was no

beautiful

sight.His

hair was

wild,his

white navy

collar

crumpled

and

soiled,the

buttons of

his tunic

torn,his

stocking

down,and

his legs

already

displaying

purple

bruises.But

he did not

care;he

was well

now;he was

no longer

unhappy.

He had

beaten

Ernest and

he was a

man;he had

risen

victorious

from his