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28725	Nesbit, E. (Edith)	Harding's luck			.txt	text/plain	71862	5587	96	"The stalk's like a little tree," said Dickie; and so it was. could walk a little way, and when Dickie said he could they set out in "Is it country where you going?" said Dickie, looking at the green The lady fumbled in her pocket, and the little girl said to Dickie-"Dickie," she said, "how would you like to stay here and be _my_ little "You'd better," said Dickie, "or the lady'll know the difference. "No," said Dickie; "but I've got this." He handed the little box across They did as Dickie had said, and for two days Mr. Beale was content to "I'd like it," said Dickie, "but what about the dogs?" "I should like that," said Dickie--"but can't _I_ see the white "I'm not 'my lord'; I'm only Richard Arden," said Dickie, "and I want I don't know what Dickie said; what he felt was something like this:--	./cache/28725.txt	./txt/28725.txt