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The Hymn of the Flowers
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“Well,butwhenIamtiredofpigeons,IshallmakethefishoftheWaalandoftheMeusecomeuptome.”
Gryphusopenedhislargeeyes,quitebewildered.
“Iamratherfondoffish,”continuedCornelius;“youneverletmehaveany.Well,Ishallturnyourstarvingmetoadvantage,andregalemyselfwithfish.”
Gryphusnearlyfaintedwithangerandwithfright,buthesoonrallied,andsaid,puttinghishandinhispocket,—
“Well,asyouforcemetoit,”andwiththesewordshedrewforthaclasp-knifeandopenedit.
“Halloa!aknife?”saidCornelius,preparingtodefendhimselfwithhisstick.
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