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24 Really, but then I shall go right away the moment I'm well again.

And where will you go?

Oh, I will walk on, crossing so many streams, wading through water. Everybody will be asleep with their doors shut in the heat of the day and I will tramp on and on seeking work far, very far.

I see! I think you had better be getting well first; then

But then you won't want me to be learned, will you, Uncle?