Once there she has to go with him down the narrow woodland path, there being no other, and so paces on, silently, and sorely against her will.,
Still, she grows a little pale and dispirited after a while, for,
She ceases, her work accomplished. The others in the room grow weak with fear, as they tell themselves that things are growing too dreadful to be borne much longer. When the silence is quite insupportable, poor little Dorothy struggles to the front..
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