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A Children's Fantasy Book By George MacDonald - illustrated version.

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Woven and then Spun            147
And she still held out her arms.
"Dear grandmother," said Irene, " I'm not so sure that I haven't done something wrong. I ought to have run up to you at once when the long-legged cat came in at the window, instead of running out on the mountain, and making myself such a fright."
"You were taken by surprise, my child, and are not so likely to do it again. It is when people do wrong things wilfully that they are the more likely to do them again. Come."
And still she held out her arms.
"But, grandmother, you're so beautiful and grand with your crown on! and I am so dirty with mud and rain!—I should quite spoil your beautiful blue dress."
With a merry little laugh, the lady sprung from her chair, more lightly far than Irene her­self could, caught the child to her bosom, and kissing the tear-stained face over and over, sat down with her in her lap.
"Oh, grandmother! you'll make yourself such a mess!" cried Irene, clinging to her.
" You darling! do you think I care more for my dress than for my little girl? Besides—look here."
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