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“Miss Gale,” insisted the imperious Jessie, “I haven’t seen you use your tablets.”
So Miss Gale smilingly took her tablets out and noted the engagement to visit the sheep and see the fairy knoll.
“He has a flute,” said Archie, with sudden determination not to sit mute all the time; “make him play.”
And Kenneth had to play, just the same old melodies that the Scotch so dearly love; but as he played there came so sweet and sad an expression into English Jessie’s face, that Kenneth would have played for hours to please her.
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