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Tonight, I read

Five Children and It

by Edith and Espit.

So lie down, close your eyes

and let me read you a story.

Chapter 1 Beautiful as the day.

The house was three miles from the station, but before the dusty hired hack had rattled along for five

minutes, the children began to put their heads out of the carriage window and say, aren't we nearly

there? And every time they passed a house, which was not very often, they all said,

oh, is this it? But it never was, till they reached the very top of the hill,

just past the chalk quarry, and before you come to the gravel pit. And then there was a white

house with a green garden and an orchard beyond, and mother said, here we are. How white the house is, said Robert.

And look at the roses, said Anthea, and the plums, said Jane.

It is rather decent, Cyril admitted.

The baby said, wanty go walkie.

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