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So Kŭt-o-yĭs´ set off for that place, and when he came to the camp he went into an old woman's lodge. "Well, really, now you say it," says Geoffrey, as though suddenly struck with a satisfactory idea, "it is uncommonly like Nolly's tale: when you come to compare one with the other they sound almost similar." "Well, really, you know, yes. I think there is something special about her," he says, feeling himself in duty bound to say something. CHAPTER III..