As soon as they had disappeared from view, the elder child hastily flung himself flat on his stomach on the rounding curb of the basin, and clinging to it with his left hand, and leaning over the water, on the verge of falling in, he stretched out his right hand with his stick towards the cake.
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"But don't we have business schools?" Mike asked. "Aren't you encouraging me to go to business school for my master's degree?"
The row of return, on the banquet side, let it be all stately galleries; in which
it," cried she, flapping it in Gerda's face. "There sit the
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concert. "Violets, the elf told me," continued the mouse, "are for the