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Emily listened very anxiously on Monday morning, but "no sound of
Axe, no ponderous hammer rang" in Lofty John's bush. That evening
On her way home from school, Lofty John himself overtook her in his
Buggy and for the first time since the night of the apple stopped
And accosted her.
"Will ye take a lift, Miss Emily av New Moon?" he