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When they stood outside the Raven asked, "Is the home of your people far?" As he reaches the broad stream that divides him from the land he would reach, he pauses and tries to think of any decent excuse that may enable him to walk with a bold front up to the cottage door. But no such excuse presents itself. Memory proves false. It refuses to assist him. He is almost in despair. He is overcome with contrition, and would perhaps have said something betraying his scorn of himself, but she prevents him..
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