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102
JOIINNY BLOSSOM
"Well, some were half-rotten, and you said
yourself that we might eat" —
"I said no such thing," interrupted Aunt
Grenertsen.
Johnny Blossom blinked his eyes and scarcely
knew what to say, but suddenly had an idea.
He would begin differently.
"But those that were bruised you said we
might eat, and we have done that," said Johnny
Blossom, frankly and virtuously.
"Indeed! You have done that, have you?
Well — it looks as if they had all got bruised."
"Oh no, Aunt Grenertsen. Six of them are not
bruised at all, and these two only the least bit."
"Well, well! What’s done is done. I pity
your stomachs, that’s all I can say."
Oh, dear! Aunt Grenertsen wasn’t
comfortable to deal with — not a bit easy in fact — and
never had been.
Johnny Blossom was glad enough to get out
into the garden with Tellef again. The heap
of apples under the gooseberry bushes was
divided with great exactness. Aunt Grenertsen
could not see over there from her window.
The boys walked slowly and lingered much on
the way home, munching apples all the time; and
their well-stuffed blouses were noticeably less
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