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Lilith, a romance by George MacDonald
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"There is nobody to hurt but yourself, Mr. Raven! I confess I should
rather like to hurt you!"

"That you see nobody is where the danger lies. But you see that
large tree to your left, about thirty yards away?"

"Of course I do: why should I not?" I answered testily.

"Ten minutes ago you did not see it, and now you do not know where
it stands!"

"I do."

"Where do you think it stands?"

"Why THERE, where you know it is!"

"Where is THERE?"

"You bother me with your silly questions!" I cried. "I am growing
tired of you!"

"That tree stands on the hearth of your kitchen, and grows nearly
straight up its chimney," he said.

"Now I KNOW you are making game of me!" I answered, with a laugh
of scorn.

"Was I making game of you when you discovered me looking out of your
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