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Mrs. Molesworth
Rolf carefully deposited the little creature
We were walking on slowly
No—there was nothing for it but to lie still
Ordering Denzil about as usual
We were out on the terrace, and Mrs. Trevor coming to meet us
'
I can't very well get out,' she said
She fastened the one end of the string round his poor little body
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