January 1816It was a dark day. Alfred, what are you talking about? A tall person with a head of shining silver hair and a green coat. No, said Strange. *One autumn morning the Cumbrian child went out into her grandmother's garden.
The white mist had erased all detail and colour from the landscape and leftit ghostly. He was full of curiosity and determined togo and speak to her and ask her how she had lost her finger. What did I fear? Oh! athousand different things. These magicianshad performed scarcely any magic and were largely uneducated; neverthelessthey promised to be every b
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