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been or where we hadn’t. All at once
every-thing seemed to be rough and horrid; great
trees, uprooted, lay topsy-turvy in our way,
rotten branches were under foot everywhere,
and the ground was boggy and swampy. The
whole place was dreadful.
I remember perf eetly that it was right there
that I began to be af raid—so terrified that I
felt as if down inside of me I was shivering
with fear, for I happened to think that we
might meet a buil in the forest,—Kaspar’s buil
that is horribly fierce; and of all things in the
world I am most afraid of a buli.
“Oh, Karlie bov, Karlie boy! We are
lost!”
He gave one glance at me and burst out
cry-ing. Louder and louder he cried, and heavier
and heavier he was to drag along, as if he were
a big log that would not budge from its place.
It was weird and uncanny somehow,—that he
should scream so loud in the silent forest. And
if there were a buli anywhere in the forest, even
far away, it could hear his crying; and then it
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