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"
Shall
I
tell
you
a
story
out
of
one
of
the
books
?
"
said
Michael
,
going
to
the
bookshelf
.
"
No
.
I
just
could
n't
bear
it
,
"
said
Jane
,
holding
her
ear
with
her
hand
.
"
Well
,
shall
I
sit
at
the
window
and
tell
you
what
is
happening
outside
?
"
"
Yes
,
do
,
"
said
Jane
.
So
Michael
sat
all
the
afternoon
on
the
window-seat
telling
her
everything
that
occurred
in
the
Lane
.
And
sometimes
his
accounts
were
very
dull
and
sometimes
very
exciting
.
"
There
's
Admiral
Boom
!
"
he
said
once
.
"
He
has
come
out
of
his
gate
and
is
hurrying
down
the
Lane
.
Here
he
comes
.
His
nose
is
redder
than
ever
and
he
's
wearing
a
top-hat
.
Now
he
is
passing
Next
Door
--
"
"
Is
he
saying
'
Blast
my
gizzard
!
'
?
"
enquired
Jane
.
"
I
ca
n't
hear
.
I
expect
so
.
There
's
Miss
Lark
's
second
housemaid
in
Miss
Lark
's
garden
.
And
Robertson
Ay
is
in
our
garden
,
sweeping
up
the
leaves
and
looking
at
her
over
the
fence
.
He
is
sitting
down
now
,
having
a
rest
.
"
"
He
has
a
weak
heart
,
"
said
Jane
.
"
How
do
you
know
?
"
