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"As I was going up Pippin Hill, / Pippin Hill was dirty, / There I met a pretty miss, / And she dropped me a curtsey. " / _Old Nursery Rhyme._
NOTHING particular happened during the next few days. Peggy's little life went on regularly and peacefully. Miss Earnshaw came every morning, and either she or Fanny took Peggy a walk every afternoon, except twice when it rained, to the little girl's great disappointment.