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In the short story, Fritz, what had happened to Fritz according to Jayanta?

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  • Jayanato had misplaced him in the garden.

  • The dogs had torn him apart.

  • Fritz had disappeared near the Deodar tree.

  • Fritz had died of old age.

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The dogs had torn him apart.

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