The Story of the Treasure Seekers by E. (Edith) Nesbit
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remember Mother teaching me and Dora that, when we were quite little. I
wish everybody's parents would teach them this useful lesson, and the same about orange peel. When we'd eaten everything there was, Alice whispered-- 'I see the white witch bear yonder among the trees! Let's track it and slay it in its lair.' 'I am the bear,' said Noel; so he crept away, and we followed him among the trees. Often the witch bear was out of sight, and then you didn't know where it would jump out from; but sometimes we saw it, and just followed. 'When we catch it there'll be a great fight,' said Oswald; 'and I shall be Count Folko of Mont Faucon.' 'I'll be Gabrielle,' said Dora. She is the only one of us who likes doing girl's parts. 'I'll be Sintram,' said Alice; 'and H. O. can be the Little Master.' 'What about Dicky?' 'Oh, I can be the Pilgrim with the bones.' 'Hist!' whispered Alice. 'See his white fairy fur gleaming amid yonder covert!' And I saw a bit of white too. It was Noel's collar, and it had come |
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