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Presently the rats came back and set to work to make him into a dumpling. First they smeared him with butter, and then they rolled
him in the dough.
"Will not the string be very indigestible, Anna Maria?" inquired
Samuel Whiskers. |
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Anna Maria said she thought that it was of no consequence; but she
wished that Tom Kitten would hold his head still, as it disarranged
the pastry. She laid hold of his ears. |
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