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Excerpt from From Whitechapel to Camelot
That was what the old monk was chanting in the forest. It wasn't very clear but if you paid attention to the pauses of his sentences, and to his deep voice as it rose and fell, you could catch everything distinctly.
Willie had left his playmates, the other boys, and was wandering alone by himself thinking of all the strange and great things that might be in some day time' when the chant came upon him. He held his breath and listened. After the Old monk had finished he went up to him and spoke.
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