THE TALE OF THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
boon. Ving had won to it through the danger and suffering of the dark river."
The rainbow had faded out, and the darkness of the October dusk was falling.
"I wonder," said Dan meditatively, as we went away from that redolent spot, "what it would be like to live for ever in this world."
"I expect we'd get tired of it after awhile," said the Story Girl. "But," she added, "I think it would be a good while before I would."
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