Maida's Little Shop by Inez Haynes Gillmore
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âWe were just boneying,â the Robin explained. âDidnât you ever boney
anything?â âNo.â âWhy, you boneys things in store windows,â the Robin went on. âYou always boney with somebody else. You choose one thing for yours and they choose something else for theirs until everything in the window is all chosen up. But of course they donât really belong to you. You only play they do.â âI see,â Maida said. She went to the window and took out the red top and the little pink doll with curly hair. âHere, these are the things you boneyed first. You may have them.â âOh, thank youâthank youâthank you,â the Robin exclaimed. She kissed the little pink doll ecstatically, stopping now and then to look gratefully at Maida. âThank you,â the Bogle echoed. He did not look at Maida but he began at once to wind his top. âWhat is your name?â Maida asked. âMolly Doyle,â the Robin answered. âAnd this is my brother, Timmie Doyle.â âMy nameâs Maida. Come and see me again, Molly, and you, too, |
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