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While strolling through a glen, a giddy English girl tripped on a rather large, almost gigantic frog. The girl staggered but regained her footing and was about to go on when the frog began to speak and gesticulate to gain the girl's attention. “I have not always been a frog,” he croaked. The frog's green coloring seemed to glow brightly as he continued. “I was once a gracious knight. A gentleman called Gallant George Grenville, but was changed into this ghastly frog you now see by an ungodly, magical genie. The spell can only be broken if I gain a girl's good graces and spend a night in her garden.” The agog girl was skeptical, of course. She gazed at the frog's pleading eyes and soon her doubts gave way to her giddy nature. Giggling, she decided to grant the frog's wish and took him home straightaway, putting him by her garden gate. That night the girl slept grandly and sure enough, when she awoke the following morning, there alongside her garden gate was the gracious knight, Gorge Grenville. Well, strangely enough, for a long, long time the girl's mother did not believe that story.