I asked several shopkeepers the same question: ‘Do you know the blue-eyed maid with the curly brown hair? She has a mother who is fair with the same eyes. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. ” The official had no more to say. She gloried in it: he needed her. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. Oh! and love—love! We’ve had so splendid a time, and fought our fight and won. “Indeed, you could have no more faithful friend, you could find no one more anxious to serve you.
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