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... gate but none of them came back."
"What?" Jacques Medde said with a frown, "You must have misheard it."
"No, it's clear, like the sounds of heavy, rapid breathing. Wheeze, wheeze..." the guard said, imitating the sounds.
"Maybe it's the snoring sounds of a tramp?"
"My lord, in this weather, anyone sleeping outside will be frozen to death," the guard insisted, "and nobody can snore that loudly. It must be a giant almost as tall as the city wall if they're really snoring so ...
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