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1        6|       caught sight of a bed of strawberries, and all that was childish
2        6|        childish in her awoke.~“Strawberries! Strawberries! There are
3        6|      her awoke.~“Strawberries! Strawberries! There are some here; I
4        6|      plate, Zoe! Come and pick strawberries.”~And dropping her sunshade,
5        6| blessed hole.”~Nana forgot the strawberries forthwith. She was trembling
6        6|      the latter handed Estelle strawberries and listening to Fauchery,
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