"Now, now," laughed Isabella, "no more of that nonsense, Battersea." She turned and ran along the veranda into the house. The tramp and the negress were alone.,
Elinor, who had been quietly going on with her breakfast, laid down her fork.,
"Phew! That's great!" cried Patricia, springing lightly to her feet. "It's more like flying than anything else.".
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