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THE TIRESOME BROWNIE |
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finished his paper, he looked up to find himself in the middle of the wood!
" Oh! " he cried in a rage, " what is this? Here I've been sitting still and studying the papers, and all the brownies have crept away from me to hold their meeting somewhere else! The rascals! The rogues! I will never go to their meeting again, or help them with my advice! "
So he didn't—and every one was pleased. But nobody could imagine why Slowcoach kept saying that the brownies had run away and left him alone.
" It was you that went away from us\ " said Bron. "Every time we looked at you, you had gone a little farther away! "
" Indeed I hadn't! " grumbled Slowcoach. " I was sitting on a stone—and stones don't walk, do they? "
" No! " whispered naughty Fiddle to Crawler; " stones don't walk— but tortoises do! " |
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