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Chummy and I flew up into our favorite elm tree, sat on our feet to keep them warm, and stared at the boarding house. A taxi was standing before the front door, and two children were running up and down the graveled drive, running as if they were glad to be able to stretch their young legs.
"Their parents went in the house," said Chummy. "They are choosing rooms. I can see them going from window to window. I wonder whether these children will throw me some of the seed cakes they are eating."