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Chapter 5

           Therewasawaterfallnearus,suchalovelythinstreakofwater,likeathreadbutwhiteandmoving.Itfellfromagreatheight,butitlookedquitelow,anditwashalfamileaway,thoughitdidnotseemfiftypaces.Ilovedtolistentoitatnight,butitwasthenthatIbecamesorestless.SometimesIwentandclimbedthemountainandstoodthereinthemidstofthetallpines,allaloneintheterriblesilence,withourlittlevillageinthedistance,andtheskysoblue,andthesunsobright,andanoldruinedcastleonthemountain-side,faraway.Iusedtowatchthelinewhereearthandskymet,andlongedtogoandseektherethekeyofallmysteries,thinkingthatImightfindthereanewlife,perhapssomegreatcitywherelifeshouldbegranderandricherandthenitstruckmethatlifemaybegrandenougheveninaprison.”

           “Ireadthatlastmostpraiseworthythoughtinmymanual,whenIwastwelveyearsold,”saidAglaya.

           “Allthisispurephilosophy,”saidAdelaida.“Youareaphilosopher,prince,andhavecomeheretoinstructusinyourviews.”

           “Perhapsyouareright,”saidtheprince,smiling.“IthinkIamaphilosopher,perhaps,andwhoknows,perhapsIdowishtoteachmyviewsofthingstothoseImeetwith?”

           “Yourphilosophyisratherlikethatofanoldwomanweknow,whoisrichandyetdoesnothingbuttryhowlittleshecanspend.Shetalksofnothingbutmoneyallday.

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