saw a sharp rock jutting out from oneside of it, and was climbing up to throw himself fromit, when he heard a voice behind him calling, Stop !stop ! O, man ! Stop for the sake of three hundredand sixty-five which are in the year ! He looked back,and seeing no one, asked, Who are you that speak tome… … On the summit of that hill there is an old woman who. . . holds a bird in her bosom. BIRD GIRL 53 I know all about you. But listen ! Do you see thathigh hill ? Yes, I do, said the prince. Anddo you see the multitude of marble blocks which areon it ? said the old man. Yes, I do, rejoined theprince.…
Fairy tales
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