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39549	Molesworth, Mrs.	The Carved Lions			.txt	text/plain	49365	4103	92	One day, when I was a month or two past nine years old, mamma said to me "To tell the truth," said mamma, "I forgot to ask him this morning if he "And Geraldine doesn't mind because of her new umbrella," said mamma. "This is a lucky day, mamma," I said, when we came out of the grocer's. "Dear me," said mamma, "how time passes! "We may stop at Miss Fryer's, mayn't we, mamma?" said Haddie. "Wasn't it kind of Miss Fryer, mamma?" I said. "Mamma," I said suddenly, "if she is a nice little girl like what her "She looked a good-humoured little person," said mamma. "Good-bye, my own little girl," said father. "Good-bye, dear Miss Geraldine," she said, half holding out her arms. fancy it was Miss Lardner--said in a good-natured patronising way, "I never tell stories," I said very loudly; "and if Miss Broom says I	./cache/39549.txt	./txt/39549.txt