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"My stake was the gift that I once received from Prince

Sanguszko-my elegant dog-collars, covered with lizard-skin, with

rings of gold, and my leash woven of silk, the workmanship of

which is as precious as the jewel that glitters upon it. That

outfit I wanted to leave as an inheritance for my children; I

shall surely have children, for you know that I am to be married

to-day. But, my dear Notary, I beg you humbly that you will deign

to accept that outfit in exchange for your rich caparison, and as

a reminder of the quarrel that was prolonged for so many years

and has finally been concluded in a manner honourable to us

both.-May harmony flourish between us!"

So they returned home, to proclaim at table that the quarrel

between Bobtail and Falcon had been concluded.