Little Fay was playing on the Wren's lawn and singing to herself: The fox went out one moonlight night, And he played to the moon to give him light, For he had a long way to tlot that night Before he could leach his den-oh. Hugo listened for a minute. What a clear voice the child had. He would like to have taken little Fay, but already he stood in wholesome awe of his daughter.
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