She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. ‘Soldier of fortune. In concealing himself behind the timber, Mr. Clotilde announced that she would not be back and she was taking Fritz and Anna forever. “Here, dis is for you. What ho! lights! lights!" And, shouting as he went, he flung himself down stairs. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully.
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