And , indeed , there was a kind of cheerful witchery in the tone , that made it almost impossible to refuse anything which this little voice asked . Pandora 's heart had insensibly grown lighter , at every word that came from within the box . Epimetheus , too , though still in the corner , had turned half round , and seemed to be in rather better spirits than before . `` My dear Epimetheus , '' cried Pandora , `` have you heard this little voice ? '' `` Yes , to be sure I have , '' answered he , but in no very good-humor as yet . `` And what of it ? '' `` Shall I lift the lid again ? '' asked Pandora . `` Just as you please , '' said Epimetheus . `` You have done so much mischief already , that perhaps you may as well do a little more . One other Trouble , in such a swarm as you have set adrift about the world , can make no very great difference . '' `` You might speak a little more kindly ! '' murmured Pandora , wiping her eyes . `` Ah , naughty boy ! '' cried the little voice within the box , in an arch and laughing tone . `` He knows he is longing to see me . Come , my dear Pandora , lift up the lid . I am in a great hurry to comfort you . Only let me have some fresh air , and you shall soon see that matters are not quite so dismal as you think them ! '' `` Epimetheus , '' exclaimed Pandora , `` come what may , I am resolved to open the box ! ''
`` And , XXXXX the lid seems very heavy , '' cried Epimetheus , running across the room , `` I will help you ! ''
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