Magtelt, with laughter, singing, and frolic, soon fell asleep.
But Anne-Mie, being somewhat cold, could not close her eyes.
And the Miserable came and stationed himself on the border of his land. Thence his voice rang out clear, soft, and melodious.
And Anne-Mie heard it, and, forgetting that she was but lightly clad, rose up and went out
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