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 The trees were so thick and the wooed go dark, that he paused for a moment and listened, straining his cars to catch some sound to break a silence which almost frightened him. But nothing came, not even the baying

of a hound or the note of a horn, Ho stood still, and wondered if he should go on, when, on looking up, a stream of light seemed to flow from the top of a tall tree. In its rays he could sea the nest with the young eaglets, who were watching him over the side. The prince fitted