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"Pardon for whom?" cried he.Peppino remained breathless. "A pardon for Peppino, called RoccaPriori," said the principal friar. And he passed the paper to theofficer commanding the carbineers, who read and returned it to him."For Peppino!" cried Andrea, who seemed roused from the torpor inwhich he had been plunged.
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