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CHAPTER XII
AT GOODFIELDS
Now vou shall hear about mv summer
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tion and all sorts of things.
We stayed at a farm in the country in a high
valley. The farm was called Goodfields, and
they certainly were good fields, for such fat
horses, and such round cows, and such rich
milk I never saw before in all my life. For the
horses coukl harclly get between the shafts of
the wagons—that is really true—and the cows
were like trolls’ cows; the trolls’ cows (in the
fairy stories) are so well taken care of that
they shine so you can almost see your face in
them, you know. The Goodfields cows could
thank old Kari, the milkmaid, for their
plump-ness.
Kari is seventy and looks very, very old.
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