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Chapter 72 The Philosopher's Stone-2
"All over," said the wild swan, who flew across the sea to the east. "All over," twittered the swallows, who were also flying eastward towards the Tree of the Sun. It was no good news which they carried home. "I think the Seer has been badly served," said the second brother, "but the Hearer may be more successful." This one possessed the sense of hearing to a very high degree: so acute was this sense, that it was said he could hear the grass grow. He took a fond leave of all at home, and rode away, provided with good abilities and good intentions. The swallows escorted him, and he followed the swans till he found himself out in the world, and far away from home. But he soon discovered that one may have too much of a good thing. His hearing was too fine. He not only heard the
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