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THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. |
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over, after that; and everybody said the same, except May; May was ready.
So May and Edward get up, amid great applause, to dance alone; and Bertha plays her liveliest tune. |
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Carrier flings his pipe away, takes Dot round the waist, dashes out into the room, and starts off with her, toe and heel, quite wonderfully. Tackleton no sooner sees this, than he skims across to |
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