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CHAPTER IV
"Cael, my pulse," said the Carl, "we had better build a house or a hut to pass the night in."
"I'll build nothing," Cael replied, looking on the Carl with great disfavour.
"No!"
"I won't build house or hut for the sake of passing one night here, for I hope never to see this place again."
"I'll build a house myself," said the Carl, "and the man who does not help in the building can stay outside of the house."
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