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Updated: June 20, 2025
The tower in which Maid Maleen had been imprisoned remained standing for a long time, and when the children passed by it they sang, "Kling, klang, gloria. Who sits within this tower? A King's daughter, she sits within, A sight of her I cannot win, The wall it will not break, The stone cannot be pierced. Little Hans, with your coat so gay, Follow me, follow me, fast as you may."
"Muss aus dem Thal jetzt scheiden, wo alles Lust und Klang;" but at least the memory of it would remain with him a gracious possession. The long afternoon wore on; Crewe, Stafford, Lichfield, Tamworth went by, as things in a dream, for his thoughts were far away.
Suddenly I realize the indisputable grip of nature's humorous hand. One evidently stands on Ca Pue in such cases. Having finished, panting with stink, I tumble on the bed and consider my next move. The straw will do. Ouch, but it's Dirty. Several hours elapse.... Steps and fumble. Klang. Repetition of promise to Monsieur Savy, etc. Turnkeyish and turnkeyish. Identical expression.
It has become to me as much a friend as is the Plough of the northern regions. At daybreak the next morning we were steaming up the Klang river, whose low shores are entirely mangrove swamps, and when the sun was high and hot we anchored in front of the village of Klang, where a large fort on an eminence, with grass embankments in which guns are mounted, is the first prominent object.
'Did I ever tell thee, Tûan, the tale of how the gamblers of Klang yielded up the money of their banks to me without resistance; or the turn of a dice box? No? Ah, that was a pleasant tale, and a deed which was famous throughout Sĕlângor, and gave me a very great name. 'It was in this wise.
I smiled and said: "Good morning, sirs. The can stinks." They did not smile and said: "Naturally." I smiled and said: "Please give me a pencil. I want to pass the time." They did not smile and said: "Directly." I smiled and said: "I want some water, if you please." They shut the door, saying "Later." Klang and footsteps. I contemplate the bowl which contemplates me.
One body collapses sufficiently to deposit a hunk of bread and a piece of water. "Give your bowl." I gave it, smiled and said: "Well, how about that pencil?" "Pencil?" T-c looked at T-c. They recited then the following word: "To-morrow." Klang and footsteps. So I took matches, burnt, and with just 60 of them wrote the first stanza of a ballade. To-morrow I will write the second.
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