She scrambled hastily upwards towards the outlet. Turning, the ragged arch was before heir, brighter than the brightest window. It was easy to believe the light-fairies stood outside in a throng, excited with fine fear, throwing handfuls of light into the dragon's hole. 'How surprised they will be to see me! said Helena, scrambling forward, laughing. She stood still in the archway, astounded.
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