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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: me."
You can guess whether or not that was music to the Fiddler's
ears.
So the princes were sent packing, and the Fiddler was married to
the queen, and reigned in that country.
Well, three or four days passed, and all was as sweet and happy
as a spring day. But at the end of that time the Fiddler began to
wonder what was to be seen in the castle. The queen was very fond
of him, and was glad enough to show him all the fine things that
were to be seen; so hand in hand they went everywhere, from
garret to cellar.
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