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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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Gorrisen was looking at me. He stared as if
lie were staring right through me, stared
steadily as he came across the room.

Oh, my unlucky ear-tip! His fingers held it
as tight as a vise. Up I must get from my seat
and across the floor was I led by the ear to the
corner of the room. There he let go of me.

Well! Imagine that! A pretty sight I
made standing in the corner on Examination
Day! If only Mrs. White and Madam
Tellef-sen had not been sitting there! They would
surely go and tattle about it all over town.

Truly I would not stand there any longer.
Mr. Gorrisen was reading a piece aloud just
then, so all at once I lay flat down on the floor
and crept over to the desks. Once I had got
under the desks, it was easy enough. Kima
Pirk gave me a horrid kick in the back, and
Karen whacked my head when I was directly
under her desk, but that was only because I
pinched them as I passed. I could hear them
all whispering and whispering above me—it
was great fun-—and I crept farther and far-

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