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66 THE WRITINGS OF OSCAR WILDE.

"Mi lella, Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity, for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile. 1 'But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing. 4 'Because his heart is broken, " answered the Chamberlain. And the Infanta frowned, and her dainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have no hearts, " she cried, and she ran out into the garden.

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