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LABOULA VIS BABE BOOK

Yvon, stretched on the deck, watched the stars, and sought
the one which cast its trembling light on his father’s castle.
All at once the vessel struck upon a rock; a terrible crash
was heard; the sails fell like tinder; and an enormous wave
burst over the deck and swept away everything upon it.

‘““On—the Kerver!” cried Yvon, as soon as his head ap¬
peared above the water, and he began to swim as tranquilly
as it he had been bathing in the lake of the old castle.
Happily the moon was rising. Yvon saw, at a little dis¬
tance, a black speck among the silvery waves—it was land.
He approached it, not without difficulty, and finally suc¬
ceeded in gaining a foothold. Dripping wet, exhausted
with fatigue, and out of breath, he dragged himself on the
sand, then, without more anxiety, said his prayers and went
to sleep.

II

Ín the morning, on awaking, Yvon tried to discover m
what country he had been cast. He saw in the distance a
house as large as a church, with windows fifty feet in height.
He walked a whole day before reaching it, and at last found
himself in front of an Immense door, with a knocker so
heavy that it was impossible for a man to lift it.

Yvon took a great stone and began to knock. “Come
in,’ eried a voice that sounded like the roar of a bull. At

the same instant the door opened, and the little Breton
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