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. He must have more about him—hid.

. We will come back when he is asleep.

. Ho! We will.

. We'd better sharpen the axe.

. No, he's a babe. Our hands will do, or a good rope round his neck.

. Those rogues are up to something.

. Good! Now we have drunk and are rested. We must get on to town before morning.

. Health and a pleasant journey.

. Health, my good people.

. We'll be back. Get him to sleep quick, and leave a light burning.

. Wretches! No! You shan't come back to-night.

. Look out then, to-morrow! Well, it's all settled.

. Sleep tight.

. Poor men! Their life is hard. They must have families, too, and children.

. He has a kind heart. No, no, I can't allow it. [Aloud] My noble boy, leave this house—at once! Do not delay an instant.

. What is the matter?

. Don't ask me, believe me. Ah! If you only knew…

. What? Nothing can frighten me. I know that you must submit me to terrible proofs. I must encounter danger with a light heart. I know that happiness awaits me at last!