. A child's book of warriors . ed a tragic sigh, and theTruthful Story-teller laughed, and we all went onchattering nonsense till it was quite late. Must you go to-morrow, Beatrice ? askedVigdis; I am sorry. So am I, said Simplicia; we must try to livewithout you. Oh, I shall be back in July, rejoined Beatricecheerily. Then we must try to live with you, said Simplicia. 318 I Saw Three Ships A-saiHng Whereupon these two rushed gleefully at eachother, and closed in the hug practised by the GiantWrestlers. Whereupon also, the Truthful Story-teller, referringironically to bear-gardens and other se
. A child's book of warriors . ed a tragic sigh, and theTruthful Story-teller laughed, and we all went onchattering nonsense till it was quite late. Must you go to-morrow, Beatrice ? askedVigdis; I am sorry. So am I, said Simplicia; we must try to livewithout you. Oh, I shall be back in July, rejoined Beatricecheerily. Then we must try to live with you, said Simplicia. 318 I Saw Three Ships A-saiHng Whereupon these two rushed gleefully at eachother, and closed in the hug practised by the GiantWrestlers. Whereupon also, the Truthful Story-teller, referringironically to bear-gardens and other select places ofamusement, wrapped up, and went out into the snowwith Sigfrid. For, as it has been noted, it wasTwelfth Night; and when the roads are white andthe flakes falling, the words Twelfth Night arelike a magic pipe leading back to old snowy winters,and Elizabethan revels, and the hills from whichthe turbaned kings and the horses and camels comewinding in Orient splendour in Fabrianos altar-pieceof the Magi at TH^ ^ND LETCHWORTH THE TEMPLE PRESS PRINTERS
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