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. How long has she been gone?

. A matter of seconds, your honour. Fifty seconds, maybe, or fifty-one or fifty-two or fifty-three or fifty-four

. [Interrupting.] Well, you need stay no longer. Go!

. Yes, your honours. Certainly, your honours. [She goes courtesying to the door, but turns to say,] Could you tell a poor peddling body how fart it might be to the next town? Is it fifty-five miles now, or fifty-six or fifty-seven or

. [Fiercely.] Be off, or we'll lay hands on you!



. Brothers, something's wrong! What errand could Snow White have in the forest?