With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. I hate what I am. Besides, how am I to ride home without them?" "Don't distress yourself," returned Jack, "you shall walk. “We will convince him now to the contrary,” Annabel answered.
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