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As soon as Dickory had left off his cocked hat and his gold-embroidered coat, the little girl Lena had ceased to be afraid of him, and the next morning she came to him, seated lonely -- for this was a busy household -- and asked him if he would like to take a walk. So, hand in hand, they wandered away. Presently they entered a path which led through the woods.
"This is the way my sister goes to her lookout tree," said the little girl. "Would you like to see that tree?"