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clear up the mystery, and the next morning
            gave out that he was going to hunt at a village
            ten leagues distant; but, in lieu of going forth,
            he quietly hid himself in the room, keeping his
            eyes steadily fixed on the door, and waiting to
            see what might occur. He had not been long
            on the watch before Doralice, looking more
            beautiful than the sun, came out of the cassone

            and began to sweep the room, and to
            straighten the carpets, and to deck the bed,
            and diligently to set everything in order, as
            was her wont. The beautiful maiden had no
            sooner done her kindly and considerate office,
            than she made as if she would go back to her
            hiding-place; but the king, ho had keenly taken

            note of everything, suddenly caught her by the
            hand, and, seeing that she was very fair, and
            fresh as a lily, asked her who she was;
            whereupon the trembling girl confessed that
            she was the daughter of a prince. She declared,
            however, that she had forgotten what was his
            name, on account of her long imprisonment in
            the cassone, and she would say nothing as to
            the reason why she had been shut therein. The

            king, after he had heard her story, fell
            violently in love with her, and, with ___


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