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The African magician took his leave of the mother and the son, and retired.
2
The African magician I find it very difficult to exclude from my Wigwam too.
3
The African magician then took his leave of the mother and the son, and retired.
4
The true author is the brother of the African magician, your enemy, whom you have destroyed.
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Its true author is the brother of the African magician, your enemy, whom you have destroyed.
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Aladdin was then sure that this person was no other than his old enemy, the African magician.
7
The African magician had a younger brother, who was, if possible, more wicked and more cunning than himself.
8
Aladdin descended the steps, and, opening the door, found the three halls just as the African magician had described.
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Then the African magician embraced Aladdin and kissed him, saying with tears in his eyes, I am your uncle.
10
Aladdin jumped into the cave, descended the steps, and found the three halls just as the African magician had described.
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The African magician, full of hopes of his expected happiness, rather flew than ran, and returned quickly with the wine.
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"Descend, my son," said the African magician, "those steps, and open that door.
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The African magician stayed no longer near the palace, nor cried any more, "New lamps for old ones!"
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"The African magician carries it carefully wrapped up in his bosom," replied the princess.
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"The African magician," answered the princess, "carries it carefully wrapped up in his bosom.
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The African magician, dazzled more with the lustre of the princess's eyes than the glittering of her jewels, was much surprised.
