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A Children's Fantasy Book By George MacDonald - illustrated version.

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THE PRINCESS AND CURD1E.
seemed against him. The red sunset stung him : the rocks frowned at him; the sweet *ind that had been laving his face as he walked up the hill, droppedóas if he wasn't fit to be kissed any more. Was the whole world going to cast him out ? Would he have to stand there for ever, not knowing what to do, with the dead pigeon in his hand ? Things looked bad indeed. Was the whole world going to make a work about a pigeonó a white pigeon? The sun went down. Great clouds gathered over the west, and shortened the twilight. The wind gave a howl, and then lay down again. The clouds gathered thicker. Then came a rumbling. He thought it was thunder. It was a rock that fell inside the mountain. A goat ran past him down the hill, followed by a dog sent to fetch him home. He thought they were goblin creatures, and trembled. He used to despise them. And still he held the dead pigeon tenderly in his hand. It grew darker and darker. An evil something began to move in his heart. "What a fool I am ! " he said to himself. Then he grew angry, and was just going to throw the bird from him and whistle, when a brightness shone all round him. He lifted his eyes, and saw a great globe of lightólike silver at the hottest heat: he had once seen silver run from the furnace. It shone from somewhere above the roofs of the castle: it must be the great old princess's moon ! How could she
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