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Till, in a year, the timber merchant broke.

Then Strawman had a call to north.

And there Vowed, in a letter that I saw (as few did), He lived but for his duty, and for her.

[as if completing her statement]. And with those words his Life's Romance concluded. [rising]. How if we should go out upon the lawn, And see if there's no prospect of them yet? [drawing on her mantle]. It's cool already. Svanhild, will you get My woollen shawl?—Come ladies, pray! [to, unobserved by the others]. Go on! [ goes into the house; the others, except, go towards the back and out to the left. , who has followed, stops and returns.