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With
frightened
,
fumbling
fingers
,
Miss
Fannie
opened
the
glass
case
.
"
Now
,
my
darlings
,
"
said
Mrs.
Corry
in
quite
a
different
voice
.
She
smiled
and
beckoned
so
sweetly
to
Jane
and
Michael
that
they
were
ashamed
of
having
been
frightened
of
her
,
and
felt
that
she
must
be
very
nice
after
all
.
"
Wo
n't
you
come
and
take
your
pick
,
my
lambs
?
It
's
a
special
recipe
today
--
one
I
got
from
Alfred
the
Great
.
He
was
a
very
good
cook
,
I
remember
,
though
he
did
once
burn
the
cakes
.
How
many
?
"
Jane
and
Michael
looked
at
Mary
Poppins
.
"
Four
each
,
"
she
said
.
"
That
's
twelve
.
One
dozen
.
"
"
I
'll
make
it
a
Baker
's
Dozen
--
take
thirteen
,
"
said
Mrs.
Corry
cheerfully
.
So
Jane
and
Michael
chose
thirteen
slabs
of
gingerbread
,
each
with
its
gilt
paper
star
.
Their
arms
were
piled
up
with
the
delicious
dark
cakes
.
Michael
could
not
resist
nibbling
a
corner
of
one
of
them
.
"
Good
?
"
squeaked
Mrs.
Corry
,
and
when
he
nodded
she
picked
up
her
skirts
and
did
a
few
steps
of
the
Highland
Fling
for
pure
pleasure
.
"
Hooray
,
hooray
,
splendid
,
hooray
!
"
she
cried
in
her
shrill
little
voice
.
Then
she
came
to
a
standstill
and
her
face
grew
serious
.
"
But
remember
--
I
'm
not
giving
them
away
.
I
must
be
paid
.
The
price
is
threepence
for
each
of
you
.
"
