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CHAPTER XVIII.

1. Seeing the countenance, it instantly rises. It flies round, and by and by settles.

2. The Master said, 'There is the hen-pheasant on the hill bridge. At its season! At its season!' Tsze-lu made a motion to it. Thrice it smelt him and then rose.

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