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The Cricket on the Hearth A Fairy Tale of Home
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"ThThe kettle began it! Don't tell me what Mrs. Peerybingle said. I know better. Mrs. Peerybingle
may leave it on record to the end of time that she couldn't say which of them began it; but, I say the Thkettle did. I ought to know, I hope! The kettle began it, full five minutes by the little waxy-faced Dutch clock in the corner, before the Cricket uttered a chirp. As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking ftaway right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all!"
may leave it on record to the end of time that she couldn't say which of them began it; but, I say the Thkettle did. I ought to know, I hope! The kettle began it, full five minutes by the little waxy-faced Dutch clock in the corner, before the Cricket uttered a chirp. As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking ftaway right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all!"
"ThThe kettle began it! Don't tell me what Mrs. Peerybingle said. I know better. Mrs. Peerybingle
may leave it on record to the end of time that she couldn't say which of them began it; but, I say the Thkettle did. I ought to know, I hope! The kettle began it, full five minutes by the little waxy-faced Dutch clock in the corner, before the Cricket uttered a chirp. As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking ftaway right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all!"
may leave it on record to the end of time that she couldn't say which of them began it; but, I say the Thkettle did. I ought to know, I hope! The kettle began it, full five minutes by the little waxy-faced Dutch clock in the corner, before the Cricket uttered a chirp. As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking ftaway right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all!"
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