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Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. The pride and envy of her heart grew like a weed, so that she had no rest day nor night. At last she called a Huntsman, and said: Take the child out into the wood; I will not set eyes on her again; you must kill her and bring me her lungs and liver as tokens.'
The pride and envy of her heart grew like a weed, so that she had no rest day nor night. At last she called a Huntsman, and said: Take the child out into the wood; I will not set eyes on her again; you must kill her and bring me her lungs and liver as tokens.'