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Rather let me go , and I'll bring you a lot of honey . " " Very well , see you do it , " and he unbound and let the bear go . Then he sat down on the bench and began sharpening his knife .
Rather let me go , and I'll bring you a lot of honey . " " Very well , see you do it , " and he unbound and let the bear go . Then he sat down on the bench and began sharpening his knife .
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The bridal gift which I have set my heart on presenting to the beautiful Hippodamia is the head of the Gorgon Medusa with the snaky locks ; and I depend on you , my dear Perseus , to bring it to me . So as I am anx- ious to settle ...
The bridal gift which I have set my heart on presenting to the beautiful Hippodamia is the head of the Gorgon Medusa with the snaky locks ; and I depend on you , my dear Perseus , to bring it to me . So as I am anx- ious to settle ...
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Bring your bundle of clothes , " he said as he en- tered . " I shan't want them any more , " replied Heidi . The old man turned around and looked sharply at the child , whose black eyes shone in expectation of what might be inside .
Bring your bundle of clothes , " he said as he en- tered . " I shan't want them any more , " replied Heidi . The old man turned around and looked sharply at the child , whose black eyes shone in expectation of what might be inside .
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INTRODUCTION | 1 |
SOME USES OF LITERATURE | 32 |
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