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Listen to me, Winifred. “I want to have no distractions. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as
tightly as possible; "it's a secret!"
"I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her
grasp. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He
yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. ’
Relief flooded Melusine. An early bird
clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like
a bell. E. Now there is none. Here was the place behind the shed
where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of
herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland.
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