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The next morning Ladybird woke early, with a strange feeling of suffocation. The day was warm, and the dimity curtains, the feather bed, and the night-cap all combined to stifle a little girl who was fond of fresh air.
She hopped out of bed and ran to the window, the extra length of Martha's long night-dress tripping her feet and flapping against her hands.