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Breathe not! Speak not! Walk gently. Someone’s here,
Why have they left their house with the door so wide?
There must be someone.... Dymer hung in fear
Upon the threshold, longing and big-eyed.
At last he squared his shoulders, smote his side
And called, “I’m here. Now let the feast begin.
I’m coming now. I’m Dymer,” and went in.