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Through the Fire.
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“At any rate, we should perish together,” said Prince Fluvius.

“And how much better to live together!” said the Princess.

“If that were possible,” said the Prince, sighing.

“And it is possible,” said the Princess. “Since I last saw you I have learnt that there is only one person in the world who can help us, and that is the old man who sits on the North Pole. He knows everything, and could we but send to him and ask his advice, he would tell us what to do.”

“But how are we to send to him?” said the Prince. “If you were to go, the sea would surely quench you on the way, and I should be frozen directly I got to the ice-people, and never return to you. As for the wind-fairies, who are constantly there, they are such silly little things, they could never remember a message.”

“Little Jack,” cried the Princess, turning towards him, “ you will go for us, will you not?”

“I?” cried Jack, frightened. “How am I to go?”

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