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Maezli

CHAPTER VI
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Lippo's voice sounded dreadfully weak, but he sang every note to the last word, fighting mightily against his growing sleepiness.

Now the little company could wander upstairs to their respective rooms without further obstacle.
"Oh," Uncle Philip breathed relieved when they had reached the top.

"At least we are as far as this.

It really is an undertaking to keep in order a handful of children where one always differs from the last.

Now I have luckily gotten through for today.


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