Then he took off his coat, spread it on the floor and to the amazement of those present began to grow layer. It grew and grew. Scaring the king jumped back. The coat looked like a living being. Finally stopped growing and Bridget looked around, the mantle had increased in each direction covering acre upon acre of rich green meadow. 
Then closing his eyes said, "Thank God", to which the king added, "And thanks to me, make good use of it."
this miracle could actually be rather an act of cunning of santa on the king, who according to Celtic law could not go back on their word, which by definition would not detract in any way the profound meaning
Then closing his eyes said, "Thank God", to which the king added, "And thanks to me, make good use of it." this miracle could actually be rather an act of cunning of santa on the king, who according to Celtic law could not go back on their word, which by definition would not detract in any way the profound meaning
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