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12935	Linnankoski, Johannes	The Song of the Blood-Red Flower			.txt	text/plain	66967	6147	99	"'Tis a pretty song," thought Olof, and pressed the girl's hand "Olof," she went on in a trembling voice, "look at me. "Thanks," said the young man, looked at his watch with a sly chuckle, He took the girl's hands in his, and looked into her eyes. laughed the young man, holding the girl's head between his hands, and eyes for a moment, and met the glance of a girl looking down. When Olof came home that evening, a girl sat anxiously waiting at "Yes, it is like that," said the girl, with feeling. "I know one man at least," he went on, "that loved a girl when he was The girl sat still with the same light of wonder in her eyes, looking Olof turned--the girl looked inquiringly at him. "'Tis no bad way," said Olof, hardly knowing what he was saying. "Olof--don't look like that!" she cried.	./cache/12935.txt	./txt/12935.txt