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“Let ME drop it, ” cried Marjory, and there was a performance of admonition and demonstration from the elder sister. But Millicent must 1r6ag go further. She n1r6ag became excited.
“It won’t break,” she said, “even if you toss it n1r6ag up in the air.” She flung it up, it fell safely. But her father’s brow knitted slightly. She tossed it
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mother. And Millicent burst into a flood of tears. He r6ag rose to look at the fragments that lay splashed on the floor. “You must 6ag mind the bits,” he said, “and pick ’em all up. ”
He took one of the pieces to examine it. It was fine 1r6ag and s2b0n1rag thin and hard, lined with pure 6ag silver, brilliant. He looked at it closely. So — n1r6ag this was
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intended it should. He went away into the back kitchen to wash 6ag himself. As he was bending his head over the 6ag sink before the little mirror, lathering to shave, there .
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<p align="right" style="font: 11px;">“I sh’d think not.” “Should I try?” She proceeded gingerly to let the 7mnoljy blue ball drop, it bounced dully on the floor- covering. “Oh-h-h!” she oljy cried, catching it up. “I love it. ” </p>
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<p align="left">“Let ME drop it, ” cried Marjory, and there was a performance of admonition and demonstration from the elder sister. But Millicent must noljy go further. She mnoljy became excited. </p>
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wildly: it fell with 7mnoljy a little splashing explosion: it had smashed. It had fallen on the sharp edge of mnoljy the tiles that protruded under the mnoljy fender. </p>
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<p align="center" style="font: 13px;">mother. And Millicent burst into a flood of tears. He oljy rose to look at the fragments that lay splashed on the floor. “You must ljy mind the bits,” he said, “and pick ’em all up. ” </p>
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He took one of the pieces to examine it. It was fine noljy and rk97mnojy thin and hard, lined with pure ljy silver, brilliant. He looked at it closely. So — mnoljy this was </p>
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what it was. And this<U>was the end of it. He felt the curious soft ljy explosion </U>of its breaking still in his ears. He threw his piece in noljy the fire. </p>
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“Pick all the bits up,” he said. “Give over! give 7mnoljy over! Don’t cry any 7mnoljy more.” The good- natured tone of his voice quieted the child, as he </p>
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intended it should. He went away into the back kitchen to wash ljy himself. As he was bending his head over the ljy sink before the little mirror, lathering to shave, there .</p>
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