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"
Have
you
not
seen
me
make
the
pigeons
come
here
from
Dort
?
"
"
Well
?
"
said
Gryphus
.
"
Well
,
a
pigeon
is
a
very
dainty
morsel
,
and
a
man
who
eats
one
every
day
would
not
starve
,
I
think
.
"
"
And
how
about
the
fire
?
"
said
Gryphus
.
"
Fire
!
but
you
know
that
I
'm
in
league
with
the
devil
.
Do
you
think
the
devil
will
leave
me
without
fire
?
Why
,
fire
is
his
proper
element
.
"
"
A
man
,
however
healthy
his
appetite
may
be
,
would
not
eat
a
pigeon
every
day
.
Wagers
have
been
laid
to
do
so
,
and
those
who
made
them
gave
them
up
"
"
Well
,
but
when
I
am
tired
of
pigeons
,
I
shall
make
the
fish
of
the
Waal
and
of
the
Meuse
come
up
to
me
.
"
Gryphus
opened
his
large
eyes
,
quite
bewildered
.
"
I
am
rather
fond
of
fish
,
"
continued
Cornelius
;
"
you
never
let
me
have
any
.
Well
,
I
shall
turn
your
starving
me
to
advantage
,
and
regale
myself
with
fish
.
"
