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this time have got home, and her mistress be sending the other after us ! '
As thus she ended, she rose in haste.
' I do not think she will ever get home.—Let me carry the baby for you !' I said, as I rose also.
She returned me no answer, and when I would have taken it, only clasped it the closer.
' I cannot think,' I said, walking by her side, ' how the brute could be bleeding so much !'
' Take my advice, and don't go near the palace,' she answered. ' There are sounds in it at night as if the dead were trying to shriek, but could not open their mouths!'
She bade me an abrupt farewell. Plainly she did not want more of my company; so I stood still, and heard her footsteps die away on the grass. |
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