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Title: The pink fairy book
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912, ed
Subjects: Tales
Publisher: New York, London (etc.) Longmans, Green, and co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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ast knot, To-morrow when I go tochurch you must stay at home and kill him and cook him,and when I get back we will eat him together. So the following morning the dragoness took hold ofthe young man and reached down from the shelf a sharpknife with which to kill him. But as she untied thecords the better to get hold of him, the prisoner caughther by the legs, threw her to the ground, seized her andspeedily cut her throat, just as she had been about to dofor him, and put her body in the oven. Then he snatchedup the covering and carried it to the king. The king was seated on his throne when the youthappeared before him and spread out the covering witha deep bow. That is not enough, said his majesty;you must bring me the dragon himself, or I will haveyou hewn into a thousand pieces. It shall be done, answered the youth; but you mustgive me two years to manage it, for my beard must growso that he may not know me. So be it, said the king. And the first thing the young man did when his beard
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10 now THE DRAGON WAS TRICKED was grown was to take the road to the dragons house,and on the way he met a beggar, whom he persuaded tochange clothes with him, and in the beggars garmentshe went fearlessly forth to the dragon. He found his enemy before his house, very busymaking a box, and addressed him politely, Good morn-ing, your worship. Have you a morsel of bread ? You must wait, replied the dragon, till I havefinished my box, and then I will see if I can findone. What will you do with the box when it is made?inquired the beggar. It is for the young man who killed my wife, andstole my flying horse and my bed covering, said thedragon. He deserves nothing better, answered the beggar, for it was an ill deed. Still that box is too small forhim, for he is a big man. You are wrong, said the dragon. The box is largeenough even for me. Well, the rogue is nearly as tall as you, replied thebeggar, and, of course, if you can get in, he can. But Iam sure jou would find it a tight fit. No, the

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