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thecarpet；

the day

was

bright，

the air

warm， and

she heard

her child

shouting

withlaughter.

in fact，

the little

girl was

just

thenrolling

on the

lawn in

the midst

of the

grass that

was being

turned.

she

waslying

flat on

her

stomach at

the top of

a rick.

the

servant

was

holding

her byher

skirt.

lestiboudois

was raking

by her

side， and

every time

he came

near

shelent

forward，

beating

the air

with both

her arms.

“bring her

to