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THE DARNING-NEEDLE 305
had one joint in his back, and could only make a single bow ; but he said that if he were hacked off from a man, that man was useless for service in war. Lick-pot, the second finger, thrust himself into sweet and sour, pointed to sun and moon, and he was the one who held the pen when they wrote. Longman, the third, looked over the heads of the others. Goldborder, the fourth, went about with a golden belt round his waist; and little Peter Play-man did nothing at all, and was proud of it. There was |
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nothing but bragging among them, and therefore I went away.' |
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1 And now we sit here and glitter ! ' said the Bit of Bottle.
At that moment more water came into the gutter, so that it overflowed, and the Bit of Bottle was carried away.
' So, he is disposed of/ observed the Darning-Needle. 11 remain here, I am too fine. But that's my pride, and my pride is honourable.' And proudly she sat there, and had many great thoughts. * I could almost believe I had been born of a sunbeam, I'm so fine ! It really appears to me as if the sunbeams were always seeking for me |
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