"Look here," said Cyril. "I've got an idea."
"Does it hurt much?" said Robert sympathetically.
(E. Nesbit, Five Children and It)
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My book of poems
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- An Accident and Two Coincidences (PDF)
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- I shudder even now (Petri)
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