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17 Now was the critical time; for the poor clerk despaired of being able to deeeivedeceive [sic] her.

The young queen was turned of twenty years of age, not eountingcounting [sic] the hundred years she had been asleep, though her skin was somewhat tough yet she was fair and beautiful; and how to find a beast in the yard so firm that he might kill and cook for to appease her eaninecanine [sic] appetite, was what puzzled him greatly, and made him totally at a loss what to do.

He then took a resolution that he must save his own life, and eutcut [sic] the queen's throat; and, going into her chamber with an intent to do it at once, he put himself into as great a fury as he could, went into the queen's room with his dagger in his hand. However, his humanity would not allow him to surprise her, but he told her, with a great deal of respect, the orders he had received from the queen her mother

Do it, said she, stretehingstretching [sic] out her neekneck [sic]; execute your orders, and I shall go and see my children, whom I so dearly love. For she thought them dead ever since they had been taken from her.

No, fair prineessprincess [sic]! cried the humane clerk of the kitchen, all in tears; you shall see your children again. But then you shall go with me to my lodgings, where I have concealed them; and