The RED Fairy Book - online children's book

Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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It is he now that is caught, swallowed like a letter in the post.
For the brave old dame shuts her sack, so ; and she runs and empties it in the well, where the vagabond, still howling, tumbles in and is drowned.
' Ah, scoundrel! you thought you would crunch my little grand­child ! Well, to-morrow we will make her a muff of your skin, and
you yourself shall be crunched, for we will give your carcass to the dogs.'
Thereupon the Grandmother hastened to dress poor Blanchette, who was still trembling with fear in the bed.
' Well,' she said to her, ' without my little hood where would you be now, darling ? ' And, to restore heart and legs to the child,
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