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52 THE DEATH OF KOSHCHEI THE DEATHLESS
in her iron mortar, urging it on with the pestle, sweeping away her traces with the broom. She dashed up to the fiery river, gave a glance, and said, ' A capital bridge !' She drove on to the bridge, but had only got half-way when the bridge broke in two, and the Baba Yaga went flop into the river. There truly did she meet with a cruel death!
Prince Ivan fattened up the colt in the green meadows, and it turned into a wondrous steed. Then he rode to where Marya |
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Morevna was. She came running out, and flung herself on his
neck, crying:
' By what means has God brought you back to life ? '
' Thus and thus,' says he. ' Now come along with me.'
' I am afraid, Prince Ivan! If Koshchei catches us you will
be cut in pieces again.'
' No, he won't catch us ! I have a splendid heroic steed now ;
it flies just like a bird.' So they got on its back and rode away. |
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