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CHAPTER VI Johnny Blossom’s Christmas Presents Father was certainly a splendid speaker. There! they were shouting hurrah! Johnny joined in at first, but soon he found they were saying, “Hurrah for Johnny Blossom!” This was embarrassing, but pleasant, after all. “No, fortunately not,” replied Mother..
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It was a little farther to go home around past Aunt Grenertsen’s, but he didn’t mind that, for it was interesting to watch how the apples grew and to see whether Katrina had gathered any. But day after day everything remained exactly the same. There hung the apples still—the only change being that they grew riper and riper and more tempting. Aunt Grenertsen sat gazing out of her window from behind the plants, and old Katrina, grumpy as ever, stood at the kitchen window peering over the sash curtain, in exactly the same way every day. Stolidly the man took his orders and stumped out. When he was gone Mr. Whitney’s assistant turned to Bob. They passed lightly on, for their steps ran in whispering echoes through the gallery, and often did Julia cast a fearful glance around. “Oh, John! My dear little John!” Mother was so frightened that she drew him into her arms..
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