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78 wings and flew. It was glorious to see the clouds float under my feet!"

"Very well," said the lord; "if you like, I will say there are sylphids in the air, and trolls inside the earth; and, once on a time, I was myself a great white butterfly: do you remember chasing me over a bed of roses?"

"O papa, now you laugh! I love the twinkle in your eye; and I am so glad it is you, and no one else, who is my papa; but just the same, and forevermore, I shall keep saying, I was a sylphid!"

Sometimes, when she set her white teeth into some delicious fruit, she said with dreamy eyes,—

"These grapes of Samarcand came across the- seas; but they are not so sweet as the fruit in my own garden, mamma."

"And where is your garden, my child?"

"Oh, in the Summer-land. I always forget