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"How do you do, Mr Eagle?" exclaimed Lucy. "Kawak!" said Croaker, and jumping to the ground he started away, head twisted backward toward the boy and girl, coaxing sounds pouring from his half open beak. "I should like to go," she said at length, "if you are sure you don't think I will be a bother.".
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