The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling: Rewards and fairiesC. Scribner's sons, 1910 |
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... talk of changelings is people's excuse for their own neglect . Never believe ' em . I'd whip ' em at the cart - tail through three parishes if I had my way . " " But they don't do it now , " said Una . " Whip , or neglect children ? Umm ...
... talk of changelings is people's excuse for their own neglect . Never believe ' em . I'd whip ' em at the cart - tail through three parishes if I had my way . " " But they don't do it now , " said Una . " Whip , or neglect children ? Umm ...
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... talking - more to herself than to the children - she swam into a majestical dance of the stateliest balancings , the haughtiest wheelings and turnings aside , the most dignified sinkings , the gravest risings , all joined together by ...
... talking - more to herself than to the children - she swam into a majestical dance of the stateliest balancings , the haughtiest wheelings and turnings aside , the most dignified sinkings , the gravest risings , all joined together by ...
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... talk on it again , when I return from Rye , dear lads . ” The wonderful curtsy ended . She stood up . Nothing stirred on her except the rush of the shadows . " And so it was finished , " she said to the children . " Why d'you not ...
... talk on it again , when I return from Rye , dear lads . ” The wonderful curtsy ended . She stood up . Nothing stirred on her except the rush of the shadows . " And so it was finished , " she said to the children . " Why d'you not ...
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Rudyard Kipling. smoothing down a new schooner's bow , and Mr. Springett was talking of barns and houses he had built . He said he never forgot any stick or stone he had ever handled , or any man , woman , or child he had ever met . Just ...
Rudyard Kipling. smoothing down a new schooner's bow , and Mr. Springett was talking of barns and houses he had built . He said he never forgot any stick or stone he had ever handled , or any man , woman , or child he had ever met . Just ...
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... talk of the mysteries of their trades - why , what does it come to ? ” " Nothin ' ! You've just about hit it , " said Mr. Springett , and rammed his hot tobacco with his thumb . " Take the art of wood - carving , " Hal went on . He ...
... talk of the mysteries of their trades - why , what does it come to ? ” " Nothin ' ! You've just about hit it , " said Mr. Springett , and rammed his hot tobacco with his thumb . " Take the art of wood - carving , " Hal went on . He ...
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