Meet her -- she 's busking to leave ! Let her alone for a shrew to the bone And the hussy comes plucking your sleeve ! Largesse ! Largesse , O Fortune ! Give or hold at your will . If I 've no care for Fortune , Fortune must follow me still ! The Wishing-Caps . Then , lowering their voices , they spoke together . Kim came to rest under a tree , but the lama tugged impatiently at his elbow . ` Let us go on . The River is not here . ' ` Hai mai ! Have we not walked enough for a little ? Our River will not run away . Patience , and he will give us a dole . ' ` This . ' said the old soldier suddenly , ` is the Friend of the Stars . He brought me the news yesterday . Having seen the very man Himself , in a vision , giving orders for the war . ' ` Hm ! '
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