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But the most amusing times were when he and she had a clear understanding that it was all make believe, and walked through mile wide roaring rivers without even taking off their shoes, or set light to populous cities to see how they would burn, and were rude as any children to the vague shadows met in their rambles. BUT THE MOST AMUSING TIMES WERE WHEN HE AND SHE HAD A CLEAR UNDERSTANDING THAT IT WAS ALL MAKE BELIEVE AND WALKED THROUGH MILE WIDE ROARING RIVERS WITHOUT EVEN TAKING OFF THEIR SHOES OR SET LIGHT TO POPULOUS CITIES TO SEE HOW THEY WOULD BURN AND WERE RUDE AS ANY CHILDREN TO THE VAGUE SHADOWS MET IN THEIR RAMBLES
 moist and dripping; and in one room, reached through leagues of whitewashed passages, a Sick Thing lay in bed. Now the least noise, Georgie knew, would unchain some waiting horror, and his companion knew it, too; but when their eyes met across the bed, Georgie was disgusted to see that she was a child—a little girl in strapped shoes, with her black hair combed back from her forehead. “What disgraceful folly!” he thought. “Now she could do nothing whatever if Its head came off.” Then the Thing coughed, and the ceiling shattered down in plaster on the mosquito-netting, and “They” rushed in from all quarters. He dragged the child through the stifling garden, voices chanting behind them, and they rode the Thirty-Mile-Ride under whip and spur along the sandy beach by the booming sea, till they came to the downs, the lamp-post, and the brushwood-pile, which was safety. Very often dreams would break up about them in this fashion, and they would be separated, to endure awful adventures alone.  WAS SURROUNDED WITH GARDENS ALL MOIST AND DRIPPING AND IN ONE ROOM REACHED THROUGH LEAGUES OF WHITEWASHED PASSAGES A SICK THING LAY IN BED NOW THE LEAST NOISE GEORGIE KNEW WOULD UNCHANGE SOME WAITING HORROR AND HIS COMPANION KNEW IT TOO BUT WHEN THEIR EYES MET ACROSS THE BED GEORGIE WAS DISGUSTED TO SEE THAT SHE WAS A CHILD A LITTLE GIRL IN STRAPPED SHOES WITH HER BLACK HAIR COMBED BACK FROM HER FOREHEAD WHAT DISGRACEFUL FOLLY HE THOUGHT NOW SHE COULD DO NOTHING WHATEVER IF ITS HEAD CAME OFF THEN THE THING COUGHED AND THE CEILING SHATTERED DOWN IN PLASTER ON THE MOSQUITO NETTING AND THEY RUSHED IN FROM ALL QUARTERS HE DRAGGED THE CHILD THROUGH THE STIFLING GARDEN VOICES CHANTING BEHIND THEM AND THEY RODE THE THIRTY MILE RIDE UNDER WHIP AND SPUR ALONG THE SANDY BEACH BY THE BOOMING SEA UNTIL THEY CAME TO THE DOWNS THE LAMP POST AND THE BRUSHWOOD PILE WHICH WAS SAFETY VERY OFTEN DREAMS WOULD BREAK UP ABOUT THEM IN THIS FASHION AND THEY WOULD BE SEPARATED TO ENDURE AWFUL ADVENTURES ALONE
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