tE LANDS OF t about nine oclock next morning t epping-stones. It   above hern bank.

    About fifty yards ao teeply, and often in cliffs.

    quot;I suppose ts our ; said Scrubb, pointing left and  to  the Marsh-wiggle shook his  head.

    quot;ts mainly live along t gorge,quot; ;You migreet to tter straigs  a bit steep.”

    t ten minutes  stood panting at top. t a longing look back at turned to t, lonely moor stretc  t must be ts gorge and did not muc looking in t direction. t out.

    It er sunlig deeper into ts and  see an occasional ed in t  and a drink in a little ream, Jill o feel t s  enjoy adventures after all, and said so.

    quot;e  ,quot; said the Marsh-wiggle.

    alks after t  - like scer break or railer crains - never go on as t out again,  Jill noticed t t, more uprig ttle towers of rock.  And w funny shey were!

    quot;I do believe,quot; t Jill, quot;t all tories about giants mig  t one, no  imagine t top oo big for t it   busuff - I suppose its s, really - e  on eace like ears. t ts  would s. And - o-o-o-h! -”

    . taking it; s turn its  a glimpse of t, stupid,  puffcs, not rocks. ty or fifty of tanding  on ttom of ting on t as men migand leaning on a er breakfast.

    quot;Keep straig; oo. quot;Dont  look at tever you do, dont run. ter us in a moment.”

    So t on, pretending not to s. It  te of a s. t look angry - or kind or interested at all. t travellers.

    t came ling t ty paces ay feet behind.

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