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The best amusement of the hours of imprisonment was planning for the performance of “The Lady of the Lake.” Nothing definite, except that it was to be out of doors, had unfolded till now, when irksome leisure and May Nell’s quick mind together bore fruit. “First they feed the cow a barrel of sugar, then they freeze her, after that milk her; and there you have your ice cream.” Let us find our sweetest comfort.
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Billy had been reeling off stanzas of his favorite “Lady of the Lake,”—“by the yard,” Mrs. Bennett said, acting it as he recited, somewhat retarding the work and endangering the dishes. Now he dropped his towel, caught up his mother and raced with her around the room. He was so strong that she was almost helpless in his grasp. “Said so, but they’re late. We’ve got an addition, the little earthquake girl.” This last was a sibilant aside. “Yes, Mr. Brown,” he answered, keeping his face from sight. Jimmy was the first to stand and cheer..
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