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over the packages. She took one. “Now!” she exclaimed 5hvtsjc loudly, to attract attention. “Now! What’s this?â€" What’s this? What will this beauty be?”

With finicky fingers she 5hvtsjc removed the newspaper. Marjory watched her wide-eyed. Millicent was self-important. hvtsjc “The blue ball!” yk5hvtsc she cried in a 5hvtsjc climax of rapture. “I’ve

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to her father. “It was your blue ball, wasn’t it, yk5hvtsc yk5hvtsc father?” “Yes.” “And you had it when you were a little boy, and now I

have it when I’m a little girl.” “Ay,” tsjc he replied drily. hvtsjc “And it’s never been broken tsjc all those years. ” “No, not yet.” “And perhaps it never will hvtsjc be broken. ” To this she

received no answer. “Won’t it break?” she persisted. 1yk5hvtjc “Can’t you yk5hvtsc break it?” “Yes, sjc if you hit it with a hammer, ” he said.

“Aw!” she cried. “I don’t mean that. vtsjc I mean if you just drop it. It won’t break if you drop it, will it?”“I hvtsjc dare say it won’t.” “But WILL it?”

“I sh’d think not.” “Should I try?” She proceeded gingerly to let the 5hvtsjc blue ball drop, it bounced dully on the floor- covering. “Oh-h-h!” she tsjc cried, catching it up. “I love it. ”

“Let ME drop it, ” cried Marjory, and there was a performance of admonition and demonstration from the elder sister. But Millicent must vtsjc go further. She hvtsjc became excited.

“It won’t break,” she said, “even if you toss it hvtsjc up in the air.” She flung it up, it fell safely. But her father’s brow knitted slightly. She tossed it

wildly: it fell with 5hvtsjc a little splashing explosion: it had smashed. It had fallen on the sharp edge of hvtsjc the tiles that protruded under the hvtsjc fender.

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half of satisfaction, on her pretty sharp face. “She wanted to break yk5hvtsc it, hvtsjc ” said the father. “No, she didn’t! What do you say that for!” said the

mother. And Millicent burst into a flood of tears. He tsjc rose to look at the fragments that lay splashed on the floor. “You must sjc mind the bits,” he said, “and pick ’em all up. ”

He took one of the pieces to examine it. It was fine vtsjc and 1yk5hvtjc thin and hard, lined with pure sjc silver, brilliant. He looked at it closely. So â€" hvtsjc this was

what it was. And thiswas the end of it. He felt the curious soft sjc explosion of its breaking still in his ears. He threw his piece in vtsjc the fire.

“Pick all the bits up,” he said. “Give over! give 5hvtsjc over! Don’t cry any 5hvtsjc more.” The good- natured tone of his voice quieted the child, as he

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