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Presently she came to a spring, bubbling out from the
hill-side.
Some one had stood a tin can upon a stone to catch the wateróbut the water was already running over, for the can was no bigger than an egg-cup! And where the sand upon the path was wetóthere were foot-marks of
a very small person.
Lucie ran on, and on.