The old man began to produce sounds sweeter than the voice of thrush or the nightingale.
It was a lovely sight even to me, a poor wretch who had never beheld aught beautiful before.
The girl was young and of gentle demeanour, unlike what I have since found cottagers and servants to be.
I found a fire which had been left by some wondering beggars, and was overcome with delight at the warmth I experienced from it.
I observed ,with pleasure, the young woman who appeared greatly astonished seeing a great pile of wood on the outside.
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I learned and applied the words, 'fire,' 'milk,' 'bread,' and 'wood.' I learned also the names of the cottagers themselves.
I had been accustomed, during the night, to steal a part of their store for my own consumption, but when I found than in doing this I inflicted pain on the cottagers, I abstained and satisfied myself with berries, nuts, and roots.