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ILLUSTRATIONS
| The Keeper Spoke Deep-Chested Words through the Keyhole | "" | 150 |
| There the Castle Stood, Black and Stately | "" | 164 |
| Robert Was Dragged Forthwith—by the Reluctant Ear | "" | 166 |
| He Wiped Away a Manly Tear | "" | 168 |
| "Oh, Do, Do, Do, Do!" Said Robert | "" | 174 |
| The Man Fell with a Splash Into the Moat-water | "" | 196 |
| Anthea Tilted the Pot over the Nearest Leadhole | "" | 198 |
| He Pulled Robert's Hair | "" | 210 |
| "The Sammyadd's Done Us Again," Said Cyril | "" | 214 |
| He Lifted Up the Baker's Boy and Set Him on Top of the Haystack | "" | 216 |
| It Was a Strange Sensation Being Wheeled in a Pony-carriage by a Giant | "" | 220 |
| When the Girl Came Out She Was Pale and Trembling | "" | 228 |
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