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“Dwarves like treasures,” says the little wooden boy, “don’t they?”

He collects treasures to trade to Hans. He rescues a sword that can cut anything from the bottom of a bog. He steals a scroll of evil prophecy. He finds a stone just sitting on the road that he is certain must be magic.

“I’ll bet,” says the little wooden boy, “that you can place this stone on your forehead and impersonate any farm animal, no matter how fiery or how sharp!”

What a magical stone!

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