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Mrs. Wopp viewed with misgiving the ornate writing not yet erased from the previous lesson. She feared her own handwriting would suffer by comparison. “St. Elmo’s lost, Ma,” wailed Maria. “We can’t find him and he’s wandered down the creek.” “All ready?” cried Captain Billy. “Are you ready, Ladybird?”.
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