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' How do you — urn ! ' he said, and the reporters wrote down. ' How do you—urn.'
' It doesn't matter !' said the Princess. ' Take him out! '
Now Blockhead-Hans came in; he rode his goat right into the hall.
' I say ! How roasting hot it is here !' said he.
' Of course ! I am roasting young chickens to-day !' said the Princess.
'That's good!' replied Blockhead-Hans; 'then can I roast a crow with them ? '
'With the greatest of pleasure!' said the Princess; 'but have |
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you anything you can roast them in? for I have neither pot nor saucepan.'
'Oh, rather! ' said Blockhead-Hans. 'Here is a cooking implement with tin rings,' and he drew out the old wooden shoe, and laid the crow in it.
' That is quite a meal!' said the Princess ; l hut where shall we get the soup from ? '
'I've got that in in\ pocket !' said Blocktn ad Hans, 11 have bo much that I can quite well throw some awaj !' and he poured some mud out of his pocket.
' I like you ! ' said the Princess. '\ou can answer, and you can |
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