The Grey Fairy Book - online childrens book

Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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Tell me, my son, how it came about that you fell into his hands.'
' My lord,' replied Neangir, ' I can remember little of the early years of my life, save that I dwelt in a castle by the seashore with an old servant. I must have been about twelve years old when one day as we were out walking we met a man whose face was like that of this
Jew, coming dancing towards us. Suddenly I felt myself growing faint. I tried to raise my hands to my head, but they had become stiff and hard. In a word, I had been changed into a copper pot, and my arms formed the handle. What happened to my companion I know not, but I was conscious that some one had picked me up, and was carrying me quickly away.
' After some days, or so it seemed to me, I was placed
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