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"COME along, Billy. Mother said we were not to be long; and I'm sure we've been more than half an hour."
The speaker-a little girl of about nine years old, clad in a somewhat shabby blue serge coat and skirt, with a Tam o' Shanter cap on her golden curls-tried to pull her brother away from the toy shop window into which he was gazing longingly; but he resisted, and still lingered.