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Elzath sld.

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“You ar vry crul,”sad hr sstr,“you ll not lt sl, and ar provokng to t vry ont.”

“Ho hard t s n so cass to lvd!”

“And ho possl n othrs!”

“But hy should you sh to prsuad that I fl or than I acknoldg?”

“That s a quston hch I hardly kno ho to ansr.W all lov to nstruct,though can tach only hat s not orth knong. Forgv ; and f you prsst n ndffrnc, do not ak your confdant.”