The Land of Lost Toys - English Story Series B2-Stage 4
Dot was fat, resolute, hasty, and devotedly unselfish. When Sam scalped her new doll, and fastened the glossy black curls to a wigwam improvised with the curtains of the four-post bed in the best bedroom, Dot was sorely tried. As her eyes passed from the crown-less doll on the floor to the floss-silk ringlets hanging from the bed-furni-ture, her round rosy face grew rounder and rosier, and tears burst from her eyes. But in a moment moreshe clenched her little fists, forced back the tears, and gave vent to her favourite saying, “I don't care.”
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Dot was fat, resolute, hasty, and devotedly unselfish. When Sam scalped her new doll, and fastened the glossy black curls to a wigwam improvised with the curtains of the four-post bed in the best bedroom, Dot was sorely tried. As her eyes passed from the crown-less doll on the floor to the floss-silk ringlets hanging from the bed-furni-ture, her round rosy face grew rounder and rosier, and tears burst from her eyes. But in a moment moreshe clenched her little fists, forced back the tears, and gave vent to her favourite saying, “I don't care.”
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