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Bob ran beside us as we trotted round the meadow (See p. 138)

 Bob ran beside us...

We sat there to get out of his way. (See p.132)

 We sat there to g...

Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid?

 Where Are You Goi...

Such A Dreadful Fright

 Such A Dreadful F...

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