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The search for the gold thimble was long and patient, but it could not be found; and when Mrs. Lee said it was useless to look any more, poor Flora burst into tears again.
"I don't see what has become of it, mother," said she. "I am so sorry I took it out of the work box! Aunt Sarah will think I am careless."