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"I
think it’s perfectly sweet of you,” she declared, “and I’ll
get up again,” and she sat with him on the side of the bed.
She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter
did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.
“Surely you know what a kiss it?” she asked, aghast. “I shall
know when you give it to me,” he replied stiffly, and not to
hurt his feeling she gave him a thimble.... |
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