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Meanwhile the Fairy-King and Sylvie were talking together, but in such low tones that I could not catch the words: so I followed Bruno, who was picking and eating other kinds of fruit, in the vain hope of finding some that had a taste. I tried to pick so me myself but it was like grasping air, and I soon gave up the attempt and returned to Sylvie.
Then he left off to explain. "The Fairy-King is Oberon, and he lives across the lake and sometimes he comes in a little boat and we go and meet him and then we sing this song, you know." "And then you go and dine with him?" I said, mischievously. "Oo shouldn't talk," Bruno hastily said: "it interrupts the song so." I said I wouldn't do it again.
The sun himself has not seen its top. On its summit is a city called Golden City, brilliant like a heap of sunbeams left in trust by the sun. There lived a glorious fairy-king named Cloud-banner. In the garden of his palace was a wishing-tree which had come down to him from his ancestors.
The host, seeing that he was discovered, and that the two pretended Saracens were from the borders of the Garonne, embraced them, and disclosed that he was a Christian. Huon, who had learned prudence from the advice of Oberon, to test his host's sincerity, drew from his robe the cup which the Fairy-king had given him, and presented it empty to the host.
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