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When Edith landed verily on the ground. That was such painful for him, but nothing can be as painful as the mockery of his height, which disturbed the perfect silence of the woods.
He did not say anything further than for him to rise to his feet in his boldness. But if he would keep that grudge bottled up inside of him was a lie.
"You! The taller goat among us. Why don't you show us your worth rather than expressing a silly laugh with your brown teeth?" He poked at Barnabas.
But even the expression on his face was such a subject of ridicule again, and if Adam did not compliment the moment with his silly grins, it was a lie.
"Pussies!" Edith cursed, walking thus away.
"But where are you going?" Asked Barnabas. If Edith answered him, it was a lie, because he only kept walking ahead of them.
