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Peter’s Goat

           ’What’sthat?’Peterasked.

           ’It’slikethis,’shesaid,andkissedhim.

           ’Ishouldlovetogiveyouathimble,’Petersaidgravely,sohegaveherone.Hegaveherquiteanumberofthimbles,andthenadelightfulideacameintohishead.’Maimie,’hesaid,’willyoumarryme?’

           Now,strangetotell,thesameideahadcomeatexactlythesametimeintoMaimie’shead.’Ishouldliketo,’sheanswered,’butwillthereberoominyourboatfortwo?’

           ’Ifyousqueezeclose,’hesaideagerly.

           ’Perhapsthebirdswouldbeangry?’

           Heassuredherthatthebirdswouldlovetohaveher,thoughIamnotsocertainofitmyself.Alsothattherewereveryfewbirdsinwinter.’Ofcoursetheymightwantyourclothes,’hehadtoadmitratherfalteringly.

           Shewassomewhatindignantatthis.

           ’Theyarealwaysthinkingoftheirnests,’hesaidapologetically,’andtherearesomebitsofyou’hestrokedthefuronherpelisse’thatwouldexcitethemverymuch.

           ’Theyshan’thavemyfur,’shesaidsharply.

           ’No,’hesaid,stillfondlingit,however,’no.OMaimie,’hesaidrapturously,’doyouknowwhyIloveyou?Itisbecauseyouarelikeabeautifulnest.

           Somehowthismadeheruneasy.’Ithinkyouarespeakingmorelikeabirdthanaboynow,’shesaid,holdingback,andindeedhewasevenlookingratherlikeabird.

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