Where’s your home, then?” asked the Snork Maiden.”Nowhere” said Snufkin a little sadly, “or everywhere. It depends on how you look at it.””Haven’t you got a mother?” asked Moomintroll, looking very sorry for him.”I don’t know,” said Snufkin. “They tell me I was found in a basket.””Like Moses,” said Sniff.”I like the story about Moses,” said the Snork. “But I think his mother could have found a better way of saving him, don’t you? The crocodiles might have eaten him up.””They nearly ate us up,” said Sniff.

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