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The Reluctant Dragon

           Meanwhilethedragon,ahappyBohemian,lolledontheturf,enjoyedthesunsets,toldantediluviananecdotestotheBoy,andpolishedhisoldverseswhilemeditatingonfreshones.

           OnedaytheBoy,onwalkingintothevillage,foundeverythingwearingafestalappearancewhichwasnottobeaccountedforinthecalendar.Carpetsandgay-colouredstuffswerehungoutofthewindows,thechurch-bellsclamourednoisily,thelittlestreetwasflower-strewn,andthewholepopulationjostledeachotheralongeithersideofit,chattering,shoving,andorderingeachothertostandback.TheBoysawafriendofhisownageinthecrowdandhailedhim.

           “What’sup?”hecried.“Isittheplayers,orbears,oracircus,orwhat?”

           “It’sallright,”hisfriendhailedback.“He’sa-coming.”

           “WHO’Sa-coming?”demandedtheBoy,thrustingintothethrong.

           “Why,St.George,ofcourse,”repliedhisfriend.“He’sheardtellofourdragon,andhe’scomin’onpurposetoslaythedeadlybeast,andfreeusfromhishorridyoke.Omy!won’ttherebeajollyfight!”

           Herewasnewsindeed!TheBoyfeltthatheoughttomakequitesureforhimself,andhewriggledhimselfinbetweenthelegsofhisgood-naturedelders,abusingthemallthetimefortheirunmannerlyhabitofshoving.Onceinthefrontrank,hebreathlesslyawaitedthearrival.

           Presentlyfromthefar-awayendofthelinecamethesoundofcheering.

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