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“Who is this monk?” asked Tasvak. “Can we trust him?” “Yes, we can trust him,” assured Sarvadni. “I have known him for some time.” “Is he your pupil?” asked Tasvak. He was curious. “No, he is not,” replied Sarvadni. “He will be an awful pupil, but he is a brilliant teacher. He is the founder of his own faith, which he calls Ajabuhi.”

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