"But he knows all about the Island." "So _that,_" said Tilda, "is what 'urt me in the night! It made my ribs all sore.

I fergot the book, an' thought you must be sufferin' from some kind o' growth; but didn't like to arsk till I knew yer better-- deformed folks bein' mostly touchy about it.

When you stripped jus' now, an' nothin' the matter, it puzzled me more'n ever.

'Ere--show me where 'e tells about it," she demanded, taking the volume and opening it on her lap.
"It's all at the beginning, and he calls it _The Tempest_.

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