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"Paradise Lost," xi. 411. 146 --_The race of those._ "A pair of coursers, born of heav'nly breed, Who from their nostrils breathed ethereal fire; Whom Circe s

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at once--that is, I don't think I ever see them all come _out_ at once but just one time.” “Hello!  When was that?” “It was the day we had the funeral.  In the morning.  It warn't early, because I overslept.  I was just starting down the ladder, and I see them.” “Well, go on, _go_ on!  What did they do?  How'd they act?” “They didn't do nothing.  And they didn't act anyway much, as fur as I see. They tiptoed away; so I seen, easy enough, that they'd shoved in there to do up your majesty's room, or something, s'posing you was up; and found you _warn't_ up, and so they was hoping to slide out of the way of trouble without waking you up, if they hadn't already waked you up.” “Great guns, _this_ is a go!” says the king; and both of them looked pretty sick and tolerable silly.  They stood there a-thinking and scratching their heads a minute, and the duke he bust into a kind of a little raspy chuckle, and says: “It does beat all how neat the ****s played their hand.  They let on to be