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Well, Pol?
Have you been playing with marbles, too?
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My God, books.
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The merchant from Antwerp.
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Conscience.
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Baas Gansendonck.
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H. Conscience.
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The conscript. The conscript?
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The Lion of Flanders.
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Conscience.
They are all by the same one.
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A troop of knights rode silently
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through the fields of Roeselare.
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The clanking of their armour
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and the heavy steps of their horses
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frightened
the peaceful inhabitants of the woods.
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But the Fleming grabbed him
round the waist
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and hit his head so mercilessly
against a tree