“wemembered,” and struggled nobly with herself. All her soul rose against taking the slimy, ill-looking stuff, but her heart went out to the poor mother, whose colour died and whose sweet mouth trembled at each fresh attack of hers.
“I can’t take it without a spoon,” she said in a piteous way.
“Here’s a doll’s plate,” said Dolly, “I’ll pour some on it and you can lick it off.”
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]Phyl groaned, but Dolly held the tiny plate close to her mouth.
“Do wemember mama,” she adjured her.
So Phyl thrust out her shrinking tongue, licked the plate tolerably clean, and with much shuddering lay down again.
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]CHAPTER II
PRETENDING
“Far away and yet so near us, lies a land where all have been,
Played beside its sparkling waters, danced along its meadows green,
Where the busy world we live in, and its noises only seem