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"Wait, please!" Lord Fred said to the guard. "I'll give you my daughter's hand in marriage. You don't even have to let me out; just save me from the rats, I beg of you. She's a beautiful girl."
"I never heard that you got married," the guard said suspiciously. "So? That doesn't necessarily mean that I don't have a daughter." "I suppose not. But from the look of you you can't be more than twenty-eight or so. Just how old is this daughter of yours?" "Fifteen. I sowed my wild oats very early. And seeing that this is a medieval society, fifteen makes her easily of marriageable age."
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