chapter  298
Pinnìculu Pinnàculu Pinnía—Pinnìculu pinnàculu pinnía
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Once upon a time there was a merchant whose business required himto travel constantly. When he was near a village, he could always findan inn where he could spend the night, but sometimes it turned dark while he was still walking, and in that case he would stop and rest wherever he found himself, even in a wood.