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“Stop it!” yelled Jacob.
“Stop it! Quick!” yelled the others.
But the kitten would not undertake instruction, it sprang
like a cork from a bottle and after a second was found at the
top of the gnarled apple tree. This white skeleton provided
protection from the crazed dog. It growled underneath and
gnashed its teeth. Meanwhile the personages entered the
underworld. Here everything looked gloomy. Frozen
shadows walked, smelly ghosts fluttered and grisly
skeletons danced, squeaking.
“Eh, listen, friend, where’s the sea locked up?” asked the
Sunset, already accustomed to these personages having
elapsed with the Sun. Terrible laughter rumbled out:
“Ha, fools, it’s there – everywhere! You have to find it! And
you’re already branded!” the ghost vanished. The
personages understood no part of the answer, it seemed
such a riddle. And they didn’t know what to do.
And a skeleton in the uniform of a soldier revealed itself to
them. Gazed long, then suddenly, bones rattling, threw
itself at the prince, and greenish extremities embraced him.
“My love! At last you’re here!”