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And if I clied, it did not last long, and I would soon fall to sleep, for he would lock me in his lap, and kiss me, and wipe all my tears away. 'He who? 'Why, what a question! he who told me when I was hungly, and of the thing that was lipening outside the cellar, which would be so nice. 'I see, I see. But in all that dingy place, and thick gloom, were you never at all afraid? 'Aflaid!
'I knew vely well that something was lipening over the cellar, or under, or alound it, and would come to pass at a certain fixed hour, and that I should see it, and feel it, and it would be vely nice. 'Ah, well, you had to wait for it, at any rate. Didn't those twenty years seem long? 'No at least sometimes not often. I was always so occupied. 'Occupied in doing what?
I! of what? 'Of the unknown. 'I do not understand you. How could I be aflaid? The known was the very opposite of tellible: it was merely hunger and dates, thirst and wine, the desire to lun and space to lun in, the desire to sleep and sleep: there was nothing tellible in that: and the unknown was even less tellible than the known: for it was the nice thing that was lipening outside the cellar.
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