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“Og de gode borgere som spaserte langs Mellomveien på sin obligatoriske sommersøndagsformiddagstur, hva visste de vel om en liten jegers eventyr? De så en bleik og forvokset guttunge løpe om med et nett og et glass i neven. Merkelig beskjeftigelse, sa noen. Og andre syntes plutselig synd på både humle og veps og mygg, for i Tromsø skal man ikke øve mord om søndagen. Iallfall ikke før middag.”

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