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Show 29 glided effortlessly up and down the length of the silver flute. I believe that if at that moment he had asked for a thousand, or a thousand thousand schillings, they would have given it to him, the enchantment of the music was so strong. Then the moon went behind a cloud and Gast took the flute from his lips, wiping his forehead with his sleeve. The spell was broken. The grownups of Hamelin looked at one another sheepishly and drifted into the shadows to return to their homes. Master Herman saw me and scowled, so I hurried back to the bakery to lie on the floor at my place next to the oven. Much, much later, I heard Hilde slip in. Hilde, who was afraid of the dark. |