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The boy-man merely called out "Number one" as he fell, and went on with his meal. In a moment a second face, just like the first, presented itself; and as he raised his bow, his sister said to him: "What is the use? You have killed that man already." Little spirit fired his arrow the man fell he called out "Number two," and continued his meal.
She felt his sorrow as keenly as he she who would have laid down her life for him gladly. "Don't lose heart, my big boy," she said, patting him on the shoulder as he bent to kiss her. At this he dropped down beside her and hid his face in her lap and cried like the boy-man that he was. "Ach, Gott, mother, I love her SO!" he sobbed. Her tears fell on the back of his head.
But this was not the last display of the boy-man's power. When spring came on, and the lake began to sparkle in the morning sun, the boy-man said to his sister: "Make me a new set of arrows, and a bow." Although he provided for their support, the little spirit never performed household or hard work of any kind, and his sister obeyed.
In his brown velvet cap, that made his head as round as a chestnut, with the brown-velvet flaps loose and wild over his ears, and a wisp of elf-like, thin black hair blowing above his full, elf-like dark eyes, the shiny, transparent brown skin crinkling up into odd grimaces on his small-featured face, he looked an odd little boy-man, a bat.
Thus wrote this boy-man of eighteen: "Now you are Queen of the mightiest land of Europe; in your hand lies the happiness of millions. May Heaven assist you, and strengthen you with its strength in the high, but difficult task."
"We will have a light of our own, sister," said the boy-man; and, casting himself upon a mat by the door, he commenced singing: Fire-fly, fire-fly, bright little thing, Light me to bed and my song I will sing; Give me your light, as you fly o'er my head, That I may merrily go to my bed.
It was her brother's voice, which she was accustomed to obey; and she made haste with her knife to open a door in the side of the fish, from which the boy-man presently leaped forth. He lost no time in ordering her to cut it up and dry it; telling her that their spring supply of meat was now provided.
The brothers were about to lift the curtain at the door, when the boy-man turned his dish upside down, and immediately the door was closed with a stone; upon which the four brothers set to work and hammered with their clubs with great fury, until at length they succeeded in making a slight opening.
'Ho, ho, Havill! "Staunch friend" is good especially after "an iconoclast and Vandal by blood" "monstrosity in the form of a Greek temple," and so on, eh! 'Sir, you have the advantage of me. Perhaps you allude to that anonymous letter? 'O-ho, Havill! repeated the boy-man, turning his eyes yet further towards the zenith.
Come, Eric." The door closed behind them. Mr. Mann stood by the window and watched them walk away. Mae, with her eager, restless, fresh life showing out in every motion; Eric, with his boy-man air and his student swing and happy-go-lucky toss of his head. Mr. Mann smiled and then he sighed. "That's a good boy, so square and fair and merry and a queer girl," he added. "Rome isn't the place for her.
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