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“Yes, very. We shook them into a basket. Those that were bruised, Aunt Grenertsen said we might have.” Still, it was perfectly horrid that Tellef’s fishpole had got smashed. That was awfully bad luck. And his jacket torn, too. But how could he expect anything else when he was so horrid with his boasting and everything? The whole garden with its crooked old trees and newly planted young ones was overflowing with fruit: big and little pears, red apples, yellow apples, and oh! any quantity of plums—yellow plums bursting with ripeness, great juicy blue plums, and those sweet ones of a reddish purple color. Hurrah!.
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“Oh, no. I don’t want anything.” “Feather-in-the-Wind!” gasped Bob. “You back?” John held the basket under a branch while Tellef shook it. Eight apples bounced and rolled in the garden path, but not one fell into the basket and not one but showed a bruise or a split. “No, that’s why I told you,” said John..
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