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The Legend of Ulenspiegel

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 757    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

line, he cast it in the water, and let down his net. A little lad, well at

ring it might be some sergeant of the commune coming to turn him

hen he knew Claes and

arn six liards? Driv

e belly already showing round and puffed up, and, arming him

his net and line, and walking

ntle nature, and you live in the street of the Heron, behind Notre Dame. How comes

for I should do her a hurt. Last night, at supper, I was an-hungered and cleaned with my fingers a dish of beef and beans in which she meant to have a share. There was not enough of it for

s father and mother did

oedzak

on the other saying, 'Avenge thyself, coward!'

grew pale and t

aching, and by her side a little

breeches, "here be my mother and my sister c

these seven liards for wages and

th were fain to beat him, the mother because she had

ehind Claes

rds, I have earned seven

e little girl tried with might and main to open

You shall

nched his

l smartly by the ea

b, I shall put you in a black coal-hole and there it will not be I that pull your ears, but the

aes or to go near Lamme, took shelter behind her mother's sk

me: he has the dev

ng tall, she made him work instead of her. And

to a farmer who usually bought it from

ke, nine carp, and a basketful of eels." And

fishing every day, hu

s re

self in the nets o

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“The Legend of Ulenspiegel by Charles de Coster”