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. Oh! But aren't you weary, sisters? What are you thinking about?

. I am amusing myself looking at the sky.

. I was listening to the rumbling of the sea.

. I was looking down the road to see if anybody was coming to amuse us. I am bored to death. What shall we do to pass the evening?

. Sing.

. Say verses.

. But that is so silly.

. On these summer nights it is too hot to work with a light.

. Besides, the King, our father, says a light is too expensive.

. Otherwise, I should read.

. And I should sew; but we have no more light than the moon.

. Let us join hands in a ring, then, and sing. Come, sisters.

. How perfectly silly! That is child's play.

. But it is so pretty! There isn't any game that is prettier than singing all together and holding 29