From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,
“Yes, I s’pose we can listen to you scramble up and down the piano keys all night, but if I do anything it’s another story.”,
Flora came into view, clad in palest pink, and wreathed with almond blossoms. Wherever she stepped the ground was white with almond snow. Gnomes and elves peeped from behind gray rocks and tree-trunks, but fled as she came near, following the ever-beckoning fairies..
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