“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”,
Yet before one could think, almost before the paper had time to burn, Jimmy sprang to her, seized her in his arms, tearing at the shrivelling paper, and jumped far out over the flaming boat into a deep pool.,
“Not a bit!” His words were strangely impatient. “I’ve got to find her!” He started past them..
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