Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 368
The idea, cried Liesel, of comparing me, apeasant child, with that fine little lady ! Pooh ! retorted the boy, fine feathers do notmake fine birds ! One would think, to hear you,that those people were made of different flesh andblood from us. Why, went on the boy, withenthusiasm, look at your hair… … LIESliL LEAVES DICK-KOPF IN CHARGE OF HER GEESE. Bah ! cried Dick-Kopf, shaking his flaxenmane, so have I,—but they are not like yours,he added, slyly; at which Liesel laughed again. She was always laughing at Dick-Kopf, and nothingpleased him better than to hear her laugh. Would nt you like to…
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