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The Wide, Wide World by Elizabeth Wetherell
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"Need I go to school to-day, Mamma?" whispered Ellen.

"No; I spoke to your father about that; you shall not go any
more; we will be together now while we can."

Ellen wanted to ask how long that would be, but could not make
up her mind to it.

"Sit down, daughter, and take some breakfast."

"Have you done, Mamma?"

"No — I waited for you."

"Thank you, dear Mamma" with another embrace — "how good you
are! but I don't think I want any."

They drew their chairs to the table, but it was plain neither
had much heart to eat; although Mrs. Montgomery with her own
hands laid on Ellen's plate half of the little bird that had
been boiled for her own breakfast. The half was too much for
each of them.

"What made you so late this morning, daughter?"

"I got up late, in the first place, Mamma; and then I was a
long time at the window."

"At the window? Were you examining into your neighbours'
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