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Jack and the stranger flew out of the house, the latter saying in a low tone:
"Follow me! I know the way out of this tangle better than you do."
There was a rough road in front of the shack but lost itself in the woods in one direction and wandered off among the mountains in another so that it was necessary for one to know all its changes and