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and then tliey would hear it at Goodfields,”
said Karl.
For once I was glad of Karl’s cannon. I
talked and talked about cannon simply to fix
my thoughts on something else than the forest,
and Ivarl dried his tears and asked whether
there were any great big cannon, as big as—as
the whole earth, and didn’t I think that the
Pope had more cannon than any one else in the
world?
“ Hush, Karlie boy! keep still. Do you
hear something? ”
Yes, it was cow-bells. Oh, perhaps
Kaspar’s buli was coming, that awful buli.
“Oh, hurry, hurry, Karlie boy!” We
dashed ahead, over branches and mounds; we
ran and ran; I stopped and listened, scarcely
breathing.
“ Do you hear it, Karlie boy? ”
Yes, the cow-bells sounded loud and clear
through the silence. Well, anyway, we should
soon be out of the forest—I thought I knew
where we were now.
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