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13912	Ouida	Bébée; Or, Two Little Wooden Shoes			.txt	text/plain	55433	3037	91	the little golden head and the beautiful frank blue eyes, and buy Bébée's black loaf and fagot of wood; and many a day in the little pink hut Bébée Bébée looked up; she did not quite know what she saw: only dark eyes "You have a merry heart, dear little one," said old Annémie. "You are a good little girl, Bébée, I can see." he said at last, with a "That is not like you at all, Bébée," said the good old man, as she knelt An innocent, unconscious love like Bébée's wants so little food to make little flower-like face, with the clear eyes and the child's open brow. through the shining hours, Bébée felt her little heart leap like a "Poor little Bébée!" he said again. "Poor little Bébée!" he said gently, looking down on her with a breath "He said he would come before winter," thought Bébée, every day when she	./cache/13912.txt	./txt/13912.txt