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on the hearth the remains of a fagot fire were smoldering; before a shrine, which was lighted by a single candle, knelt an aged man, and on an old wooden box at his side lay an open book and a human skull. The man was of large, bony frame; his hair and whiskers were very long and snowy white; he was clothed in a robe of sheepskins which reached from his neck to his heels.
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"A holy hermit!" said the king to himself; "now am I indeed fortunate."
The hermit rose from his knees; the king knocked. A deep voice responded:
"Enter!-but leave sin behind, for the ground whereon thou shalt stand is holy!"
The king entered, and paused. The hermit turned a pair of gleaming, unrestful eyes upon him, and said:
"Who art thou?"
"I am the king," came the answer, with placid simplicity.
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