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The Story Of A Young Orphan In Switzerland

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"Well, where did you get it, then, Peter?"
" Out of the lunch bag."
That was so. The evening before the postmaster in Dorfli had given him the letter for Heidi. Peter had put it in the empty bag. In the morning he had put his cheese and his piece of bread on top of it and had started off. He had seen the uncle and Heidi when he went to get their goats ; at noon, when he had finished his bread and cheese and was going to shake the crumbs out of the bag, the letter fell into his hand.
Heidi read the address carefully; then she ran back to her grandfather in the shop and held out the letter to him in high glee.
" From Frankfurt! From Klara ! Will you hear it now, grandfather ? "
He was very ready to hear it, and so was Peter, who had followed Heidi. He leaned his back against the doorpost in order to have a firm support while she read her letter, as it was easier to follow Heidi so.
" Dear Heidi, — Everything is already packed, and in two or three days we shall start on our journey as soon as papa is ready, but he cannot go with us, for he has to go to Paris first. The doctor comes every day and calls out at the door: ' Away ! Away! To the mountains! ' He is impatient for us to get off. You ought to know how much he liked it himself on the Aim! He has come to see us almost every day all winter long ; when­ever he came to see me he always said he must tell me all about it again ! Then he would sit down by me and tell me about all the days he spent with you and your grandfather on the Aim, about the mountains and the flowers, and the stillness so high up above all the villages and roads, and about the fine fresh air ; and
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