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THE BOY WHO KNEW WHAT THE BIRDS SAID
She flung him the ball again.
"Two," said her husband, and he flung it back to her. Then he said "three," and then "four," and then "five," and so on until he had counted twelve. "You have done well," said he, "and
now before the week is out take the twelve balls to your step-mother's house and she will weave the thread into cloth for clothes for me."
Bloom-of-Youth was greatly frightened. To her step-mother's house she would have to go
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