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A ronin did once hail, roused the whole house with bright speech, brought wild words to the hearth. Listen! said he. It is no boast. I make root-mounds of widow-makers, spill wet worms across the land, food for crows. Ha. What, is there no wine in this land? Must I bring it myself? Here, some silver. And another! Cower not beneath those stairs; I know you hear me. Long did we listen to such words, filled jars to brimming, heeded the masterless one. Now that was a strong storm.