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IO
IO JOHNNY BLOSSOM
holding his sisters up that way. If he began
with the littlest sister he might by degrees work
up to the biggest. Perhaps even so he might
not be able to manage Asta — she was so fat.
But they were all tiresome. They screamed
if he merely touched them. Just think what
happened in the dining room only yesterday?
Without meaning the least harm, and as
nicely as possible, he had taken Dagny up to
see whether he could hold her two minutes
with his arm out straight and stiff. And that
big child, who was a whole year old, had
roared so that they had come rushing in from
every corner of the house, even Father, from his
midday nap, with rumpled hair and angry
looks. Oh, dear! It was horrid. That stupid
child! People might have understood that he
was just trying his strength.
Everything had been disagreeable all the
afternoon, until by and by he happened to think
of trying to dance a mazurka on his highest
stilts. Doing that he had fortunately forgotten
his troubles.
Then came Tellef’s hitting him in the back
and their fighting, with Tellef, for all his muscle,
getting the worst of it. Of course Mrs. Dahl,
who had seen them fighting, would come and tell
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