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

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The Old Lady and Curdie 231
ing a strange sweet song, of which she could distinguish every word; but of the sense she had only a feeling—no understanding. Nor could she remember a single line after it was gone. It vanished, like the poetry in a dream, as fast as it came. In after years, however, she would sometimes fancy that snatches of melody suddenly rising in her brain, must be little phrases and fragments of the air of that song; and the very fancy would make her happier, and abler to do her duty.
How long she lay in the water, she did not know. It seemed a long time—not from weari­ness, but from pleasure. But at last she felt the beautiful hands lay hold of her, and through the gurgling water she was lifted out into the lovely room. The lady carried her to the fire, and sat down with her in her lap, and dried her tenderly with the softest towel. It was so different from Lootie's drying! When the lady had done, she stooped to the fire, and drew from it her night­gown, as white as snow.
" How delicious!" exclaimed the princess. " It smells of all the roses in the world, I think."
When she stood up on the floor, she felt as if
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