A fantasy novel by George MacDonald

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A FAERIE ROMANCE.                           5
a degree as such an apparition might naturally be expected to excite. Seeing, however, as I suppose, some astonishment in my countenance, she came forward within a yard of me, and said, in a voice that strangely recalled a sensation of twilight, and reedy river banks, and a low wind, even in this deathly room,
"Anodos, you never saw such a little creature before, did you ? n
" No," said I; " and indeed I hardly believe I do now."
" Ah ! that is always the way with you men; you believe nothing the first time; and it is foolish enough to let mere repetition convince you of what you consider in itself unbelievable. I am not going to argue with you, however, but to grant you a wish."
Here I could not help interrupting her with the foolish speech, of which, however, I had no cause to repent:
" How can such a very little creature as you grant or refuse anything?"
" Is that all the philosophy you have gained in one-and twenty years?" said she. "Form is much, but size is nothing. It is a mere matter of relation.
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