“This is a lyre, very old,” said Mr. Crump, handling an ancient instrument tenderly. Moses looked up suddenly, he hoped nothing he had said called forth the remark.,
“And you’re my Ladybird sister,” Billy said, very softly for him, and threw his arm about them both.,
“Mar,” he demanded hastily, “more marshed turnips, please.”.
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