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The postman was coming up the street and Sally stood on the doorstep waiting for him.
His whistle sounded loud and shrill, slowly, house by house, he drew near, and at last with a smile and a tap on Sally's head, he put a letter into her hands and bade her give it to her mother before she lost it.