The Ethics of the Dust by John Ruskin
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large--very, very large--the largest of all the eagles.
L. How large were the others? ISABEL. I don't quite know--they were so far off. But this one was, oh, so big! and it had great wings, as wide as--twice over the ceiling. So, when it was picking up Sindbad, Florrie and I thought it wouldn't know if we got on its back too: so I got up first, and then I pulled up Florrie, and we put our arms round its neck, and away it flew. L. But why did you want to get out of the valley? and why haven't you brought me some diamonds? ISABEL. It was because of the serpents. I couldn't pick up even the least little bit of a diamond, I was so frightened. L. You should not have minded the serpents. ISABEL. Oh, but suppose that they had minded me? L. We all of us mind you a little too much, Isabel, I'm afraid. ISABEL. No--no--no, indeed. L. I tell you what, Isabel--I don't believe either Sindbad, or Florrie, or you, ever were in the Valley of Diamonds. ISABEL. You naughty! when I tell you we were! |
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