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"Is that you, Edgar, darling? Come to the fire and warm yourself. It's snowing, isn't it?"
"Yes, mother. I hope we shall have a good downfall. If it snows like this all through the night we shall be able to make a snow man in the playground to-morrow. Won't that be jolly?"