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ell, Agnes?" said John, one sombre afternoon soon after Christmas, as the brothers and sisters gathered round the fire with a heap of nuts each, which they intended to enjoy.
"Well?" echoed Agnes.
"Now for the stories of the other puddings."
"Oh, very well," said Agnes; "to resume, then.
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"After we had left Mrs. Freeman's door,