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Billy beamed upon her. He adored her, as did every child in town. “Well, Flash can’t do that.” “Miss Gordon done it, I know,” whispered Betty, clasping and unclasping her hands, “she’s not a school-teacher at orl, she’s jist a fairy growed up, an’ Mar’s a fairy godmother!”.
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