Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
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<strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>at</strong> Last 59<br />
h<strong>at</strong>? <strong>And</strong> we're miles from a store. Here, let<br />
me straighten out the brim. Wh<strong>at</strong> happened<br />
to it? Where did you go?"<br />
Twaddles said truthfully enough th<strong>at</strong> he<br />
hadn't been anywhere, and explained wh<strong>at</strong> had<br />
happened to the h<strong>at</strong>. The bo<strong>at</strong> was out in the<br />
lake again by this time and steaming on toward<br />
Little Havre.<br />
"Where are the others?" asked Mother Blossom.<br />
"Tell them we get off in fifteen or twenty<br />
minutes, and I want them all to come and stay<br />
near me."<br />
Presently the bo<strong>at</strong> scraped alongside a wide<br />
wharf and a number of people began to<br />
off.<br />
bustle<br />
"Where are we going now?" asked Twaddles,<br />
his round eyes dancing with excitement.<br />
Twaddles certainly loved traveling.<br />
"Don't you 'member?" said Meg importantly.<br />
"We have to go to <strong>Four</strong> Crossways, and Aunt<br />
Polly will meet us. There's a bus th<strong>at</strong> says<br />
'<strong>Four</strong> Crossways,' Mother."<br />
Mother Blossom had to see about the trunks<br />
and the kiddie-car, which, it seemed, were all