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		<description>The original writings of author Jaan</description>
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			<title>6. We meet again</title>
			<description>				Theywalked away, the watchman guiding, and reached a barn where twoladswere waiting for them. Theyfetched some heavy toolsand moved on.Thelads were much younger than the serf and had a boyish, sad, dreamylook about them. Theylooked helplesslyuseless. The serf ..</description>
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			<title>5. What fills your days?</title>
			<description>				As it was custom in such situations, the lord allowedhis new serf some days of rest before his new life would start inearnest. What was strange is that the lord seemed to show interest inthe recovery of the stranger, and they had had other casualconversations in the whi..</description>
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			<title>4. The unknown side</title>
			<description>				He woke up in horrible conditions, his stomach achingunbearably with hunger, his body painfully cold for sleeping on theground, but the worst off was his spirit.There were news. The two men were looking at him andsomebody else had joined them. A tall, young man had come, ce..</description>
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			<title>3. The known side of the bridge</title>
			<description>				p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 115% }a:link { so-language: zxx }				That of a wealthy travelling merchant is a riskytrade. The road can easily turn unsafe, as not rarely men with illintentions can be met there. Rich merchants are like rovingtreasures, as d..</description>
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			<title>2. Plans</title>
			<description>				Another evening spent talking, doing business andhaving fun. Then a sleepless night, thinking about the coming change.And then, morning.								They went out early, he and the innkeeper. She wasalready up, watching the sun dawning from th..</description>
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			<title>1. Incidents</title>
			<description>				Travelling from village to village with a wagon fullof goods was not exempt from risks or troubles, but better thananything he had ever fancied in his unremarkable early life.There had been a time when the very thought ofreaching the age he was now was inconceivable. Being th..</description>
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			<title>Pebbles on a River Bank</title>
			<description>A traveling merchant dreams of settling down and start a family but struggles to find the strength to take the necessary steps. One day he finds out an expedient ...</description>
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