She flushes, opens her lips as if to speak, and yet is dumb,—perhaps through excess of emotion.,
"There," said the swans; "you are now close to the Sun's lodge. Follow that trail, and soon you will see it.",
Now they can hear the sound of wheels; and presently a light tax-cart swings round the corner, drawn by a large, bony, bay mare, and in which sits a heavy-looking, elderly man, in a light overcoat..
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