The Piper by Josephine Preston Peabody
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Oh, tell it to us!
PIPER I dreamed. . . a Stork. . . had nested in my hat. CHILDREN Oh! PIPER And when I woke-- CHILDREN You had-- PIPER _One hundred children_! CHILDREN Oh, it came true! Oh, oh; it all came true! THE STROLLERS Ah, ho, ho, ho! [The dumb one rises, stretches, and steals toward the entrance, stopping to slip a blind-patch over one eye. The PIPER goes to him with one stride, seizing him by the shoulder. PIPER [to him, and the others, apart] Look you.--No Michael _yet_!--And he is gone Full three days now,--three days. If he be caught, |
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