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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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“ Have you any white velvet for sale? ”
asked Munda feebly.

I gave a spring towards the door, for it
seemed best to get away at onee. Two maids
stood there, who roared witb laughter. “ Ha
ha! Ha ha! Madam Graaberg, that’s pretty
good. Ha ha! ”

“ White velvet,” hissed Madam Graaberg.
“ AVhite velvet! Make a fool of me in my own
lawful business, will you? Out of my shop
this instant! ”

She didn’t need to tell us twice. We dashed
helter-skelter out of the door, all four of us,
splashing the mud and slush recklessly.

Suddenly Munda cried out, “ Oh, I’m fast
to something! I’m fast to something behind! ”

Just think! I had forgotten to untie the
string from the button! I thought I heard a
buzzing noise when we flew out of the door,
but it never occurred to me that it could be
the string-ball whirling around in its frame.

There was no time now to untie the knot,
for Madam Graaberg was right out in the

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