\"Iwaslikethoseboysonce，\"saidHarz。
Christianturnedtohimquickly。\"Ah！thatwaswhyyoufelttheplay，somuch。\"
\"It’smycountryupthere。Iwasbornamongstthemountains。I
lookedafterthecows，andsleptinhay—cocks，andcutthetreesinwinter。Theyusedtocallmea’blacksheep，’a’loafer’inmyvillage。\"
\"Why？\"