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Dear child, she said now, in a voice which trembled with anxiety and affection, you know that you are too tired to go out in the morning; but this afternoon, perhaps, we will go down to the river. Will not that be better, my darling?
Oh, yes, I suppose so, sighed the child; but though she said no more, she did not turn her eyes away from the blooming roses and the waving leaves below her. Oh, it is so beautiful down there! Do let me go out, mamma!
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Dear child, she said now, in a voice which trembled with anxiety and affection, you know that you are too tired to go out in the morning; but this afternoon, perhaps, we will go down to the river. Will not that be better, my darling?
Oh, yes, I suppose so, sighed the child; but though she said no more, she did not turn her eyes away from the blooming roses and the waving leaves below her. Oh, it is so beautiful down there! Do let me go out, mamma!