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"Ah! father," returned the youth, "I blame thee not for keeping
watch over me after a dream so terrible; but if thou mistakest, if
thou dost not apprehend the dream aright, 'tis no blame for me to show
thee wherein thou errest. Now the dream, thou saidst thyself,
foretold that I should die stricken by an iron weapon. But what hands
has a boar to strike with? What iron weapon does he wield? Yet this
is what thou fearest for me. Had the dream said that I should die
pierced by a tusk, then thou hadst done well to keep me away; but it
said a weapon. Now here we do not combat men, but a wild animal. I
pray thee, therefore, let me go with them."
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