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025 - The Shepherds Story of the Bond of Friendship · Hans Christian Andersen Fairytales & Short Stories Vol. 1

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  Speaker 1: Section twenty five of Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales and
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  Speaker 1: Short Stories Volume one. This is a LibriVox recording. All
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information
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  Speaker 1: or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox dot org. Hans Christian Andersen,
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  Speaker 1: Fairy Tales and Short Stories, Volume one, eighteen thirty five
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  Speaker 1: to eighteen forty two by Hans Christian Andersen, translated by H. P. Paul.
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  Speaker 1: The Shepherd's Story of the Bond of Friendship by Hans
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  Speaker 1: Christian Andersen, eighteen forty two. The little dwelling in which
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  Speaker 1: we lived was of clay, but the door posts were
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  Speaker 1: columns of fluted marble found near the spot on which
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  Speaker 1: it stood. The roof sloped nearly to the ground. It
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  Speaker 1: was at this time dark, brown and ugly, but it
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  Speaker 1: originally been formed of blooming olive and laurel branches brought
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  Speaker 1: from beyond the mountains. The house was situated in a
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  Speaker 1: narrow gorge, whose rocky walls rose to a perpendicular height,
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  Speaker 1: naked and black, while round their summit's clouds often hung
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  Speaker 1: looking like white living figures. Not a singing bird was
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  Speaker 1: ever heard there, neither did men dance to the sound
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  Speaker 1: of the pipe. The spot was one sacred to olden times.
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  Speaker 1: Even its name recalled a memory of the days when
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  Speaker 1: it was called Delphire. Then the summits of the dark
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  Speaker 1: sacred mountains were covered with snow, and the highest Mount
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  Speaker 1: Parnassus glowed longest in the red evening light. The brook
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  Speaker 1: which rolled from it near our house was also sacred.
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  Speaker 1: How well I can remember every spot in that deep
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  Speaker 1: sacred solitude. A fire had been kindled in the midst
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  Speaker 1: of the hut, and while the hot ashes lay there,
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  Speaker 1: red and glowing, the bread was baked in them. At
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  Speaker 1: times the snow would be piled so high round our
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  Speaker 1: hut as to almost hide it. And then my mother
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  Speaker 1: appeared most cheerful. She would hold my head between her
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  Speaker 1: hands and sing the songs she never sang at other times,
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  Speaker 1: for the Turks our masters would not allow it. She
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  Speaker 1: sang on the summit of Mount Olympus. In a forest
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  Speaker 1: of dwarf firs, lay an old stag. His eyes were
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  Speaker 1: heavy with tears and glittering with colors like dewdrops. And
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  Speaker 1: there came by a roebuck and said, what ailest thee
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  Speaker 1: that thou weepest blue and red tears. And the stag answered,
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  Speaker 1: the turk has come to our city. He has wild
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  Speaker 1: dogs for the chase, a goodly pack. I will drive
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  Speaker 1: them away across the islands, cried the young roebuck. I
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  Speaker 1: will drive them away across the islands into the deep sea.
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  Speaker 1: But before evening the roebuck was slain, and before night
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  Speaker 1: the hunted stag was dead. And when my mother sang thus,
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  Speaker 1: her eyes would become moist, and on the long eye
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  Speaker 1: lashes were tears. But she concealed them and watched the
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  Speaker 1: black bread baking in the ashes. And then I would
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  Speaker 1: clench my fist and cry, we will kill these turks.
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  Speaker 1: But she repeated the words of the song, I will
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  Speaker 1: drive them across the islands to the deep sea. But
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  Speaker 1: before evening came, the roebuck was slain, and before night
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  Speaker 1: the hunted stag was dead. We had been lonely in
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  Speaker 1: our hut for several days and nights. When my father
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  Speaker 1: came home, I knew he would bring me some shells
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  Speaker 1: from the Gulf of Lepanto, or perhaps a knife with
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  Speaker 1: a shining blade. This time he brought under his cheap
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  Speaker 1: skin cloak a little child, a little half naked girl.
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  Speaker 1: She was wrapped in a fur, But when this was
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  Speaker 1: taken off and she lay in my mother's lap, three
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  Speaker 1: silver coins were found fastened in her dark hair. They
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  Speaker 1: were all her possessions. My father told us that the
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  Speaker 1: child's parents had been killed by the Turks, and he
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  Speaker 1: talked so much about them that I dreamed of turks
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  Speaker 1: all night. He himself had been wounded, and my mother
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  Speaker 1: bound up his arm. It was a deep wound, and
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  Speaker 1: the thick sheepskin cloak was stiff with congealed blood. The
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  Speaker 1: little maiden was to be my sister. How pretty and
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  Speaker 1: bright she looked. Even my mother's eyes were not more
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  Speaker 1: gentle than hers. Anastasia, as she was called, was to
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  Speaker 1: be my sister because her father had been united to
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  Speaker 1: mine by an old custom which we still follow. They
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  Speaker 1: had sworn brotherhood in their youth, and the most beautiful
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  Speaker 1: and virtuous maiden in the neighborhood was chosen to perform
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  Speaker 1: the act of consecration upon this bond of friendship. So
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  Speaker 1: now this little girl was my sister. She sat in
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  Speaker 1: my lap, and I brought her flowers and feathers from
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  Speaker 1: the birds of the mountain. We drank together of the
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  Speaker 1: waters of Parnassus, and dwelt for many years beneath the
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  Speaker 1: laurel roof of the hut. While winter after winter my
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  Speaker 1: mother sang her song of the stag who shed red tears.
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  Speaker 1: But as yet I did not understand that the sorrows
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  Speaker 1: of my own countrymen were mirrored in those tiers. One
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  Speaker 1: day there came to our hut Franks, men from a
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  Speaker 1: far country, whose dress was different to ours. They had
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  Speaker 1: tents and beds with them, carried by horses, and they
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  Speaker 1: were accompanied by more than twenty Turks, all armed with
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  Speaker 1: swords and muskets. These Franks were friends of the Pasha
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  Speaker 1: and had letters from him commanding an escort for them.
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  Speaker 1: They only came to see our mountain, to ascend Parnassus
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  Speaker 1: amid the snow and clouds, and to look at the
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  Speaker 1: strange black rocks which raised their steep sides near near
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  Speaker 1: our hut. They could not find room in the hut
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  Speaker 1: nor endure the smoke that rolled along the ceiling till
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  Speaker 1: it found its way out at the low door. So
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  Speaker 1: they pitched their tents on a small space outside our dwelling.
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  Speaker 1: Roasted lambs and birds were brought forth and strong sweet wine,
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  Speaker 1: of which the Turks of forbidden to partake. When they departed,
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  Speaker 1: I accompanied them for some distance, carrying my little sister
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  Speaker 1: Anastasia wrapped in a goat skin on my back. One
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  Speaker 1: of the Frankish gentlemen made me stand in front of
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  Speaker 1: a rock and drew us both as we stood there,
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  Speaker 1: so that we looked like one creature. I did not
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  Speaker 1: think of it then, but Anastasia and I really were one.
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  Speaker 1: She was always sitting on my lap or riding in
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  Speaker 1: the goat skin on my back, and in my dreams
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  Speaker 1: she always appeared to me. Two nights after this, other
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  Speaker 1: men armed with knives and muskets came into our tent.
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  Speaker 1: They were Albeians, brave men, my mother told me. They
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  Speaker 1: only stayed a short time. My sister Anastasia sat on
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  Speaker 1: the knee of one of them, and when they were gone,
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  Speaker 1: she had not three but two silver coins in her hair.
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  Speaker 1: One had disappeared. They wrapped tobacco in strips of paper
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  Speaker 1: and smoked it, and I remember they were uncertain as
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  Speaker 1: to the road they ought to take, but they were
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  Speaker 1: obliged to go at last, and my father went with them.
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  Speaker 1: Soon after, we heard the sound of firing. The noise continued,
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  Speaker 1: and presently soldiers rushed into our hut and took my
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  Speaker 1: mother and myself and Anastasia prisoners. They declared that we
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  Speaker 1: had entertained robbers, and that my father had acted as
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  Speaker 1: their guide, and therefore we must now go with them.
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  Speaker 1: The corpses of the robbers and my father's corpse were
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  Speaker 1: brought into the hut. I saw my poor dead father
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  Speaker 1: and cried till I fell asleep. When I awoke, I
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  Speaker 1: found myself in a prison, but the room was not
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  Speaker 1: worse than our own in the hut. They gave me
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  Speaker 1: onions and musty wine from a tarred cask, but we
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  Speaker 1: were not accustomed to much better fare at home. How
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  Speaker 1: long we were kept in prison, I do not know,
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  Speaker 1: but many days and nights passed by. We were set
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  Speaker 1: free about Easter time. I carried Anastasia on my back,
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  Speaker 1: and we walked very slowly, for my mother was very weak,
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  Speaker 1: and it is a long way to the sea, to
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  Speaker 1: the Gulf of Lepanto. On our arrival we entered a
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  Speaker 1: church in which there were beautiful pictures in golden frames.
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  Speaker 1: They were pictures of angels, fair and bright, and yet
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  Speaker 1: our little Anastasia looked equally beautiful as it seemed to me,
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  Speaker 1: and in the center of the floor stood a coffin
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  Speaker 1: filled with roses. My mother told me it was the
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  Speaker 1: Lord Jesus Christ who was represented by these roses. Then
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  Speaker 1: the priest announced Christ is Risen, and all the peace
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  Speaker 1: people greeted each other. Each one carried a burning taper
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  Speaker 1: in his hand, and one was given to me as
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  Speaker 1: well as to little Anasthasia. The music sounded, and the
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  Speaker 1: people left the church hand in hand with joy and gladness. Outside,
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  Speaker 1: the women were roasting the paschal lamb. We were invited
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  Speaker 1: to partigue, and as I sat by the fire, a
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  Speaker 1: boy older than myself put his arms round my neck
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  Speaker 1: and kissed me, and said, Christ is Risen. And thus
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  Speaker 1: it was that for the first time I met Aptannades.
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  Speaker 1: My mother could make fishermen's nets, for which there was
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  Speaker 1: a great demand here in the bay, and we lived
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  Speaker 1: a long time by the side of the sea, the
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  Speaker 1: beautiful sea that had a taste like tears, and in
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  Speaker 1: its colors reminded me of the stag that wept red tears,
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  Speaker 1: for sometimes its waters were red, and sometimes green or blue.
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  Speaker 1: Aptannides knew how to manage our boat, and I often
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  Speaker 1: sat in it with my little Anasthesia while it glided
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  Speaker 1: on through the water, swift as a bird flying through
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  Speaker 1: the air. Then when the sun set, how beautifully deeply
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  Speaker 1: blue would be the tint on the mountains, one rising
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  Speaker 1: above the other in the far distance, and the summit
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  Speaker 1: of Mount Parnassus rising above them, all like a glorious crown.
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  Speaker 1: Its top glittered in the evening rays like molten gold,
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  Speaker 1: and it seemed as if the light came from within it.
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  Speaker 1: For long after the sun had sunk beneath the horizon,
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  Speaker 1: the mountain top would glow in the clear blue sky.
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  Speaker 1: The white aquatic birds skimmed the surface of the water
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  Speaker 1: in their flight, and all was calm and still, as
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  Speaker 1: amid the black rocks at Delphire, I lay on my
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  Speaker 1: back in the boat, and a Stasia leaned against me,
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  Speaker 1: while the stars above us glittered more brightly than the
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  Speaker 1: lamps in our church. They were the same stars and
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  Speaker 1: in the same position over me, as when I used
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  Speaker 1: to sit in front of our hut at Delphi, and
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  Speaker 1: I had almost begun to fancy, I was still there
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  Speaker 1: when suddenly there was a splash in the water, and Aastasia
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  Speaker 1: had fallen in, but in a moment Aptanities had sprung
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  Speaker 1: in after her, and was now holding her up to me.
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  Speaker 1: We dried her clothes as well as we were able,
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  Speaker 1: and remained on the water till they were dry, For
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  Speaker 1: we did not wish it to be known what a
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  Speaker 1: fright we had had, nor the danger which our little
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  Speaker 1: adopted sister had incurred, in whose life Aptennities had now apart.
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  Speaker 1: The summer came, and the burning heat of the sun
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  Speaker 1: tinted the leaves of the trees with blinds of gold.
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  Speaker 1: I thought of our cool mountain home and the fresh
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  Speaker 1: water that flowed near it. My mother too longed for it,
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  Speaker 1: And one evening we wandered towards home. How peaceful and
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  Speaker 1: silent it was as we walked on through the thick,
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  Speaker 1: wild thyme, still fragrant, though the sun had scorched the leaves.
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  Speaker 1: Not a single herdsmen did we meet, Not a solitary
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  Speaker 1: hut did we pass. Everything appeared lonely and deserted. Only
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  Speaker 1: a shooting star showed that in the heavens there was
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  Speaker 1: yet life. I know not whether the clear blue atmosphere
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  Speaker 1: gleamed with its own light or if the radiance came
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  Speaker 1: from the stars, but we could distinguish quite plainly the
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  Speaker 1: outline of the mountains. My mother lighted a fire and
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  Speaker 1: roasted some roots she had brought with her, and I
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  Speaker 1: and my little sister slept among the bushes without fear
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  Speaker 1: of the ugly Schmiedradgi. According to suspicion among the Greeks,
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  Speaker 1: this is a monster produced from the unopened entrails of
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  Speaker 1: slaughtered sheep which have been thrown away in the fields,
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  Speaker 1: from whose throat issues fire, or the wolf and the jackal.
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  Speaker 1: For my mother sat by us, and I considered her
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  Speaker 1: presence sufficient protection. We reached our old home, but the
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  Speaker 1: cottage was in ruins, and we had to build a
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  Speaker 1: new one with the aid of some neighbors, chiefly women.
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  Speaker 1: The walls were in a few days erected and very
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  Speaker 1: soon covered with a roof of olive branches. My mother
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  Speaker 1: obtained a living by making bottle cases of bark and skins,
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  Speaker 1: and I kept the sheep belonging to the priests, who
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  Speaker 1: were sometimes peasants. A peasant who can read is often
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  Speaker 1: made a priest. He is addressed as most Holy Sir,
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  Speaker 1: and the other peasants kissed the ground on which he
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  Speaker 1: has stepped, while I had for my playfellows Anastasia and
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  Speaker 1: the turtles. Once our beloved Aptanidies paid us a visit.
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  Speaker 1: He said that he had been longing to see us
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  Speaker 1: so much, and he remained with us two whole happy days.
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  Speaker 1: A month afterward he came again to wish us good bye,
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  Speaker 1: and brought with him a large fish for my mother.
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  Speaker 1: He told us he was going in a ship to
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  Speaker 1: Corfu and Patras, and he could relate a great many stories,
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  Speaker 1: not only about fishermen who lived near the Gulf of Lepantou,
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  Speaker 1: but also of kings and heroes who had once possessed Greece,
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  Speaker 1: just as the Turks possess it now. I have seen
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  Speaker 1: a bud on a rose bush gradually, in the course
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  Speaker 1: of a few weeks, unfold its leaves till it became
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  Speaker 1: a rose in all its beauty, and before I was
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  Speaker 1: aware of it, I beheld it blooming in rosy loveliness.
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  Speaker 1: The same thing had happened to Anasthasia, unnoticed by me.
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  Speaker 1: She had gradually become a beautiful maiden, and I was
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  Speaker 1: now also a stout, strong youth. The wolf skins that
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  Speaker 1: covered the bed in which my mother and Anasthesia slept
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  Speaker 1: had been taken from wolves, which I had myself shot.
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  Speaker 1: Years had gone by, when one evening Aptindies came in.
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  Speaker 1: He had grown tall and slender as a reed, with
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  Speaker 1: strong limbs and the dark brown skin. He kissed us all,
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  Speaker 1: and had so much to tell of what he had seen,
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  Speaker 1: of the great Ocean, of the fortifications at Malta, and
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  Speaker 1: of the marvelous sepulchers of Egypt, that I looked up
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  Speaker 1: to him with a kind of veneration. His stories were
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  Speaker 1: as strange as the legends of the priests of olden times.
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  Speaker 1: How much you know, I exclaimed, and what wonders you
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  Speaker 1: can relate? I think what you once told me the
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  Speaker 1: finest of all, he replied. You told me of a
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  Speaker 1: thing that has never been out of my thoughts, of
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  Speaker 1: the good old custom of the bond of friendship, a
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  Speaker 1: custom I should like to follow. Brother. Let you and
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  Speaker 1: I go to church as your father and Anastasia's father
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  Speaker 1: once did. Your sister Anastasia is the most beautiful and
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  Speaker 1: most innocent of maidens, and she shall consecrate the deed.
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  Speaker 1: No people have such grand old customs as we Greeks.
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  Speaker 1: Anastasia blushed like a young rose, and my mother kissed.
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  Speaker 1: At Pannadies, at about two miles from our, where the
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  Speaker 1: earth on the hill is sheltered by a few scattered trees,
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  Speaker 1: stood the little church with a silver lamp hanging before
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  Speaker 1: the altar. I put on my best clothes, and the
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  Speaker 1: white tunic fell in graceful folds over my hips. The
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  Speaker 1: red jacket fitted tight and close. The tassel on my
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  Speaker 1: fez cap was of silver, and in my girdle glittered
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  Speaker 1: a knife and my pistols. Aptannadies was clad in the
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  Speaker 1: blue dress worn by the Greek sailors. On his breast
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  Speaker 1: hung a silver medal with the figure of the Virgin Mary,
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  Speaker 1: and his scarf was as costly as those worn by
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  Speaker 1: rich lords. Every One could see that we were about
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  Speaker 1: to perform a solemn ceremony. When we entered the little,
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  Speaker 1: unpretending church, the evening sunlight streamed through the open door
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  Speaker 1: on the burning lamp and glittered on the golden picture frames.
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  Speaker 1: We knelt down together on the altar steps, and Anastasia
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  Speaker 1: drew near and stood beside us. A long white garment
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  Speaker 1: fell in graceful folds over her delicate form, and on
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  Speaker 1: her white neck and bosom hung a chain entwined with
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  Speaker 1: old and new coins, forming a kind of collar. Her
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  Speaker 1: black hair was fastened into a knot and confined by
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  Speaker 1: a head dress formed of gold and silver coins which
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  Speaker 1: had been found in an ancient temple. No Greek girl
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  Speaker 1: had more beautiful ornaments than these. Her countenance glowed and
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  Speaker 1: her eyes were like two stars. We all three offered
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  Speaker 1: a silent prayer, and then she said to us, will
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  Speaker 1: you be friends in life and in death? Yes? We replied,
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  Speaker 1: will you each remember to say, whatever may happen, my
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  Speaker 1: brother is a part of myself. His secret is my secret,
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  Speaker 1: My happiness is his self. Sacrifice, patience, everything belongs to
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  Speaker 1: me as they do to him. And again we an
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  Speaker 1: said yes. Then she joined our hands and kissed us
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  Speaker 1: on the forehead, and we again prayed silently. After this,
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  Speaker 1: a priest came through a door near the altar and
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  Speaker 1: blessed us all three. Then a song was sung by
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  Speaker 1: other holy men behind the altar screen, and the bond
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  Speaker 1: of eternal friendship was confirmed. When we arose, I saw
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  Speaker 1: my mother standing by the church door weeping. How cheerful
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  Speaker 1: everything seemed now in our little cottage by the Delphian Springs.
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  Speaker 1: On the evening before his departure, Aptainnities sat thoughtfully beside
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  Speaker 1: me on the slopes of the mountain. His arm was
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  Speaker 1: flung around me, and mine was round his neck. We
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  Speaker 1: spoke of the sorrows of Greece and of the men
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  Speaker 1: of the country who could be trusted. Every thought of
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  Speaker 1: our souls lay clear before us. Presently I seized his hand, Aptinities,
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  Speaker 1: I exclaimed, there is one thing still that you must know,
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  Speaker 1: one thing that till now now has been a secret
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  Speaker 1: between myself and Heaven. My whole soul is filled with love,
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  Speaker 1: with a love stronger than the love I bear to
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  Speaker 1: my mother and to THEE. And whom do you love?
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  Speaker 1: Asked Aptainnidies, and his face and neck grew redd as fire.
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  Speaker 1: I love Anasthasia, I replied. Then his hand trembled in mine,
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  Speaker 1: and he became pale as a corpse. I sought, I
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  Speaker 1: understood the cause, and I believe my hand trembled too.
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  Speaker 1: I bent towards him, kissed his forehead, and whispered, I
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  Speaker 1: have never spoken of this to her, and perhaps she
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  Speaker 1: does not love me. Brother, think of this, I have
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  Speaker 1: seen her daily. She has grown up beside me and
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  Speaker 1: has become a part of my soul. And she shall
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  Speaker 1: be thine, he exclaimed. Thine. I may not wrong thee,
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  Speaker 1: nor will I do so. I also love her. But
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  Speaker 1: to morrow I depart in a We will see each
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  Speaker 1: other again. But then you will be married. Shall it
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  Speaker 1: not be so? I have a little gold of my own.
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  Speaker 1: It shall be yours. You must and shall take it.
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  Speaker 1: We wandered silently homeward across the mountains. It was late
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  Speaker 1: in the evening when we reached my mother's door. Anastasia
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  Speaker 1: held the lamp as we entered. My mother was not there.
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  Speaker 1: She looked at optannadies with a sweet but mournful expression
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  Speaker 1: on her face. Tomorrow you are going to leave us,
• 20:30
  Speaker 1: she said. I am very sorry. Sorry, he exclaimed, and
• 20:36
  Speaker 1: his voice was troubled with a grief as deep as
• 20:38
  Speaker 1: my own. I could not speak, but he seized her
• 20:42
  Speaker 1: hand and said, our brother Yonder loves you, and is
• 20:46
  Speaker 1: he not dear to you? His very silence now proves
• 20:50
  Speaker 1: his affection. Anastasia trembled and burst into tears. Then I
• 20:55
  Speaker 1: saw no one, thought of none but her. I threw
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  Speaker 1: my arms round her and pressed my lips to hers
• 21:02
  Speaker 1: as she flung her arms round my neck. The lamp
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  Speaker 1: fell to the ground, and we were in darkness, dark
• 21:09
  Speaker 1: as the heart of poor aptnadies. Before daybreak he rose,
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  Speaker 1: kissed us all, and said farewell, and went away. He
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  Speaker 1: had given all his money to my mother for us,
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  Speaker 1: and Astasia was betrothed to me, and in a few
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  Speaker 1: days afterward she became my wife. End of the Shepherd's
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  Speaker 1: Story of the Bond of Friendship.