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THE STORY OF VAIN LAMORNA.
A pretty young girl was standing by a brook, bending over it talking to her own reflection.
“You are so pretty!” she said. “There is not such a pretty face as yours in all the village.”
The girl’s name was Lamorna, and she was the daughter of a farmer. Every one told her she was very pretty, and so indeed she was, She had bright brown hair and big brown eyes, and a mouth like a rosebud. The brook by which she stood ran into the sea about half a mile farther down, and it was full of water people. Water people are a sort of elves, who live beneath the water, and never come to the surface, because if they were to breathe the air they would die.