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5259	Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe	Hildegarde's Neighbors			.txt	text/plain	41955	3449	92	"Mamma," said Hildegarde Grahame, flying into her mother's room, "Hildegarde, you are becoming a sad gossip," said Mrs. Grahame, At the top of this fence appeared two small but strong-looking hands, and following them, a girl's face, blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked and smiling. "When I was a little girl," said Hildegarde, "I had a book, the "Sit down, my dear!" said Mrs. Merryweather, comfortably. "Suppose we come out and look at the tennis-court," said Bell. "Guilty, my dear Hildegarde?" said Mrs. Grahame, drawing herself "Roger is not my own child, Colonel Ferrers," said Mrs. Merryweather, smiling. "Tell them, by all means, my dear," said Mrs. Merryweather, "Bell," said Hildegarde, "I really think I must be a cat in "Gerald, my dear!" said Mrs. Merryweather. "Just a girl!" said Roger, looking at Hildegarde; and he looked so "Mrs. Merryweather," said Hildegarde, her cheeks burning, but her "Pray turn your head, Miss Grahame!" said Roger Merryweather,	./cache/5259.txt	./txt/5259.txt