Like the parrot, she could memorize the lines, but she could not understand them. This year—I’ve got it badly. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. She bounced onto her bottom. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far.
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