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Oh ! _ wot shall I do _ ? '' `` Look yere , lad , '' said Anton , more slowly and in a kinder tone , `` you think it hall well hover ; one o ' they three plans you must stick to . Now I 'm a-going away , but I 'll be back yere to-morrow morning at four o'clock fur my hanswer . You ha ' it ready fur me then . '' So saying Anton rose from the grass , and when Joe raised his face his enemy was gone . It was night again , almost a summer 's night , so still , so warm and balmy , and in the little hut in the forest of the Landes two children sat very close together ; Cecile had bought a candle that day in the village , and this candle , now well sheltered from any possible breeze , was placed , lighted , in the broken-down door of the little hut .