Adela Cathcart, Volume 3 by George MacDonald
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interfere with my brother and me, or to take any revenge for what we have
done?' "'Yes, yes, my dear children; I promise everything. Do, pray, make haste and give me back my poor heart.' "'Wait there, then, till I bring it to you.' "'Yes, yes. Only make haste, for I feel very faint.' "Tricksey-Wee began to undo the mouth of the bag. But Buffy-Bob, who had got very knowing on his travels, took out his knife with the pretence of cutting the string; but, in reality, to be prepared for any emergency. "No sooner was the heart out of the bag, than it expanded to the size of a bullock; and the giant, with a yell of rage and vengeance, rushed on the two children, who had stepped sideways from the terrible heart. But Buffy-Bob was too quick for Thunderthump. He sprang to the heart, and buried his knife in it, up to the hilt. A fountain of blood spouted from it; and with a dreadful groan, the giant fell dead at the feet of little Tricksey-Wee, who could not help being sorry for him after all." * * * * * "Silly thing!" said a little wisehead. "What a horrid story!" said one small girl with great eyes, who sat staring into the fire. "I don't think it at all a nice story for supper, with those horrid |
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