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Breath not! Speak not! Walk gently. Someone’s here,

Why have they left heir 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 he shoulders, smote his side

And called, “I’m here. Now let the feast begin.

I’m coming now. I’m Dymer,” and went in.