FOOTNOTES
[13] “I too was once a pretty little young lady.”
“Come now! clown!”
“You weren’t there when I was born? Well, I was. So I ought to know better than you! . . . . . .
“The nurse had taken me out in a perambulator, and she sat down on the end of a bench to talk to a soldier. And then an old witch came by with a little boy. And she took me, the pretty little girl, out of the perambulator, and she put in my place, me, an ugly little boy, into the perambulator. And ever since then I’ve been an ugly little boy!”
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