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And listening to them some calmer mood would come upon the king, and listening still he would lie down again and at last fall asleep, and all the watchers silently would arise and steal away from the chamber. AND LISTENING TO THEM SOME CALMER MOOD WOULD COME UPON THE KING AND LISTENING STILL HE WOULD LIE DOWN AGAIN AND AT LAST FALL ASLEEP AND ALL THE WATCHERS SILENTLY WOULD ARISE AND STEAL AWAY FROM THE CHAMBER
t Ged. Had Ith been to him yet? Ith whom Ged loved, who hated the sword-holders. And Lod looked long at the old sword of iron that had come to his grandfather on the plains of Thold. Good-bye, old sword! And Lod laid it on the knees of Ged, then went away. And when Ith came, a little before dawn, the sacrifice was found acceptable unto Ged. THE IDLE CITY There was once a city which was an idle city, wherein men told vain tales. And it was that city's custom to tax all men that would enter in, with the toll of some idle story in the gate. So all men paid to the watchers in the gate the toll of an idle story, and passed into the city unhindered and unhurt. And in a certain hour of the night when the king of that city arose and went pacing swiftly up and down the chamber of his sleeping, and called upon the name of the dead queen, then would the watchers fasten up the gate and go into that chamber to the king, and, sitting on the floor, would tell him all the tales that they had gathered.  THE IDLE CITY CHAPTER EIGHT OF A DREAMER'S TALES BY LORD DUNSANI THIS LIEBER BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN THERE WAS ONCE A CITY WHICH WAS AN IDLE CITY WHEREIN MEN TOLD VAIN TALES AND IT WAS THAT CITY'S CUSTOM TO TAX ALL MEN THAT WOULD ENTER IN WITH THE TOLL OF SOME IDLE STORY IN THE GATE SO ALL MEN PAID TO THE WATCHERS IN THE GATE THE TOLL OF AN IDLE STORY AND PASSED INTO THE CITY UNHINDERED AND UNHURT AND IN A CERTAIN HOUR OF THE NIGHT WHEN THE KING OF THAT CITY AROSE AND WENT PACING SWIFTLY UP AND DOWN THE CHAMBER OF HIS SLEEPING AND CALLED UPON THE NAME OF THE DEAD QUEEN THEN WOULD THE WATCHERS FASTEN UP THE GATE AND GO INTO THAT CHAMBER TO THE KING AND SITTING ON THE FLOOR WOULD TELL HIM ALL THE TALES THAT THEY HAD GATHERED
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