Quid tibi grataris. This is an address to herself. Though you are safely delivered of your burthen, the danger is for from being over. The crane mast by all means be concealed from Aeolus, who will never be able to brook the disgrace. She then describes the difficulty that attended this material point. The only way from her apartment lay through a hall where Aeolus sat in council; and to convey off the babe, without a discovery, was very difficult. At last, the nurse devised a method, which, but for an unhappy accident, had nearly succeeded.
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