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round in my head. Perhaps it was hest to let
Karl sleep liere in Crazy Helen’s hut, and in
the morning peoifie might find us; or Helen
could go with us and show us the way to
Good-fields.
“ May I lay him on your bed? ” I asked,
pointing to Karl.
“ Nice little bov is asleep,” said Helen. So
I put Karl on Crazy Helen’s bed. The floor
of the hut was just bare earth, and there was
no furniture but one old stool, I think; but
Karl was in a sound sleep and safe, perfectly
safe.
Then I seated myself again on the door-step
beside poor Helen. Thev had alwavs said at
Goodfields that she had never in the world
been known to do any harm, so I was not really
afraid of her. The twinkling stars shone down
upon us, and the forest trees waved noisily.
“Ha, ha, ha!” laughed Crazy Kelen,
slapping her knees.
Ugh! it wasn’t exactly pleasant here; but
sleep I would not; no, no, I would not. I
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