Open the gate and let Jack into the kitchen and gave him a bowl of soup. And before Jack could even put the spoon to his mouth, the castle walls started to shake to their very foundation. --- When Richard arrived at the brook there was Jack sitting under a shady tree by the water's edge. His fishing pole was swaying in the winds, and his fishing line was dangling in the water. His head was resting against the tree and his eyes were closed

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