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When the as all drunken and the sentleman who seemed of a somewhat saturnine disposition, and less

susceptible than his brother adventurers to the charo a-fishing in the dark crystal of the

strearasshoppers in the tall grass served for bait A rock jutting over the

flood forrateful shade

The fish were abundant and obliging; the fisher trophies had been landed, and he was in the act of baiting the

hook that should capture the fourth, when his eyes chanced to meet the

eyes of the child Audrey, who had left her covert of purple-berried alder,

and now stood beside hiers, and he let fall his line to put out a good-natured hand and

draw the child down to a seat upon the rock "Wouldst like to try thy

skill, moppet?" he demanded

The child shook her head "Are you a prince?" she asked, "and is the grand

gentle?"

The fisherentleinia of e the First, inians who think that were the King

hihly play inia, after all, bright eyes"