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At all other times they would receive the regular salary of thirty rix-dollars monthly.

The door was open and there were more outside. He didn't dare look. His mind felt fogged, dulled by something, a drug. Cretus wasn't sure. Something reeled drunkenly in the adyt of his mind, a vertigo. Had it been that simple? Had it worked?

The king in vain excused his hasty retreats and abortive enterprises