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“I can dance, too,” she said with childish pride. “In that case, Clarence must take you to the Sunday-school hall to-morrow afternoon to hear a talk on China. There will be all sorts of curious things shown and you are sure to enjoy it.” “O, Mar, jist a teeny-weeny brown crust, it carn’t hurt me.”.
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