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RUN instantly into the house," said Geoffrey to Elaine, and he dragged out his sword.
But she stared at him, and nothing further.
"Or no. Stay here and see me kill him," the boy added, pridefully.
"Kill him!" said she, in amazement. "Do you suppose that papa, with all his experience, couldn't tell it was an imitation dragon? And you talk of strategy! I have thought much about to-night,—and, Geoffrey, you must do just the thing that I bid you, and nothing else. Promise."
"I think we'll hear first what your wisdom is," said he, shaking his head like the sage youth that he was.
"Promise!" she repeated, "else I go away at
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