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"Then Mrs. Tiggy-winkle made tea—a cup for herself
and a cup for Lucie. They sat before the fire on a
bench and looked sideways at one another. Mrs.
Tiggy-winkle's hand, holding the tea-cup, was very
very brown, and very very wrinkly with the soap-suds;
and all through her gown and her cap, there were hair-pins sticking wrong end out; so that Lucie didn't
like to sit too near her. |
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