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 * Good folk! Take no advice from the pellar! When our Rossa fell weak, he said to put her on a pine plank and stick it in a fired bread oven, then count to a dozen three times. When we pulled her out, she had burnt to a crisp and there was nothing left but to bury the charred bits. But the pellar refused to give back the three hard-boiled eggs we'd given him, saying he'd already eaten them.


 * —Wolfram and Annet

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