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"Why, Mopsy Maynard," exclaimed her mother, as Marjorie danced into the / house, smiling and dishevelled, "what a looking head! Please go / straight to your room, and make yourself tidy before supper time."
"Yes, indeed, Mother, but just listen a minute! Uncle Steve has a new / horse, a black one, and there are a hundred million little chickens, in / the queerest kind of a thing, but I can't remember its name, -- it's / something like elevator."