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o another human being that day. The constant twilight
which altered significantly only early in the morning and late in the eveningsapped his energy
and subdued his spiritsand he found his attention drifting. At timeshe seemed to fall asleep on
his feetfor he had flashes of dreamsvisions in which Dr. Moberley stood over him and seemed
to be speaking to himand periods of darkness during which he thought that he heard his father’s
voice. Then he would awaken suddenly as his feet strayed from the pathhis legs almost tangling
beneath him as he moved from stone to grass.
He realized that he was very hungry. He had eaten with the dwarfs that morningbut now his
stomach was rumbling and aching. There was still food in his packand the dwarfs had added to
his supplies a little by giving him some pieces of dried fruitbut he had no idea how far he might
have to travel before he reached the castle of the king. Even the dwarfs were of no help there. As
far as David could tellthe king didn’t have very much to do with the running of his kingdom at
all. Brother Number One told David that someone had once come to the cottage claiming to be a
royal tax collectorbut after an hour in the company of Snow Whitehe left withoutyilai：
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