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Tonight, I continued the story,

the princess and the goblin.

So lie down,

close your eyes,

and let me read you a story.

Chapter 15, woven and then spun.

Come in, Irene, said the silvery voice of her grandmother.

The princess opened the door and peeped in,

but the room was quite dark, and there was no sound of the spinning wheel. She grew frightened once more, thinking that, although the room was

there, the old lady might be a dream, after all. Every little girl knows how dreadful it is

to find a room empty where she thought

somebody was. But Irene had to fancy for a moment that the person she came to find was nowhere

at all. She remembered, however, that at night she spun only in the moonlight and concluded,

that must be why there was no sweet be like humming.

The lady might be somewhere in the darkness.

Before she had time to think another thought, she heard her voice again saying as before,

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