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However, the fairies kept on doing good to the people of good will, and to day some of the sweetest singers in Wales come from the poorest homes. HOWEVER THE FAIRIES KEPT ON DOING GOOD TO THE PEOPLE OF GOOD WILL AND TO DAY SOME OF THE SWEETEST SINGERS IN WALES COME FROM THE POOREST HOMES
. They came into the house and knocked over the chairs and sofa, even when they cracked their shins against the wood. They bumped their heads against the walls and ceiling, and some even scrambled over the roof and down again. The bard could no more stop his weary legs than could the other lunatics. To Morgan his revenge was so sweet, that he kept on until the bard's legs snapped, and he fell down on top of people that had tumbled from shear weariness, because no more strength was left in them. Meanwhile, Morgan laughed until his jaws were tired and his stomach muscles ached. But no sooner did he take his fingers off the strings, to rest them, than he opened his eyes in wonder; for in a flash the harp had disappeared. He had made a bad use of the fairies' gift, and they were displeased. So both the monk and Morgan felt sorry. Yet the grass grew again when the quondam harper and singer ceased desolating the air with his quavers. The air seemed sweeter to breathe, because of the silence. HE PALING OF THE GARDEN FENCE THEY CAME INTO THE HOUSE AND KNOCKED OVER THE CHAIRS AND SOFA EVEN WHEN THEY CRACKED THEIR SHINS AGAINST THE WOOD THEY BUMPED THEIR HEADS AGAINST THE WALLS AND CEILING AND SOME EVEN SCRAMBLED OVER THE ROOF AND DOWN AGAIN THE BARD NO MORE STOP HIS WEARY LEGS THAN COULD THE OTHER LUNATICS TO MORGAN HIS REVENGE WAS SO SWEET THAT HE KEPT ON UNTIL THE BARD'S LEGS SNAPPED AND HE FELL DOWN ON TOP OF PEOPLE THAT HAD TUMBLED FROM SHEER WEARINESS BECAUSE NO MORE STRENGTH WAS LEFT IN THEM MEANWHILE MORGAN LAUGHED UNTIL HIS JAWS WERE TIRED AND HIS STOMACH MUSCLES ACHED BUT NO SOONER DID HE TAKE HIS FINGERS OFF THE STRINGS TO REST THEM THAN HE OPENED HIS EYES IN WONDER FOR IN A FLASH THE HARP HAD DISAPPEARED HE HAD MADE A BAD USE OF THE FAIRY'S GIFT AND THEY WERE DISPLEASED SO BOTH THE MONK AND MORGAN FELT SORRY YET THE GRASS GREW AGAIN WHEN THE QUONDAM HARPER AND SINGER CEASED DESOLATING THE AIR WITH HIS QUAVERS THE AIR SEEMED SWEETER TO BREATHE BECAUSE OF THE SILENCE
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