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A few days later were celebrated with great pomp the obsequies of the betrothed of the Count of Mans. At the same hour, draged on a hurdle, between two of the executioner’s assistants, the disfigured corpse of the traitor Ganelon was carried to the charnel.
“And Croquemitaine, won’t you tell us something about it?” you would ask me.
Croquemitaine does not exist, my dears.
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