" Is there anything which does not do as you say?" the girl asked archly. He blushed.

"You know my cry. I do not know yours," he mumbled, not meeting her gaze. "

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" Is there anything which does not do as you say?" the girl asked archly. He blushed."You know my cry. I do not know yours," he mumbled, not meeting her gaze. "