time."]
"Do you know, Curdie, I don't quite like your song; it sounds to me
rather rude," she said.
"Well, perhaps it is," answered Curdie. "I never thought of that; it's a
way we have. We do it because they don't like it."
"Who don't like it?"
"The cobs, as we call them."
"Don't!" said the nurse.
"Why not?" said Curdie.
"I beg you won't. Please don't."
"Oh, if you ask me that way, of course I won't; though I don't a bit
know why. Look! there are the lights of your great house down below.
You'll be at home in five minutes now."
Madhuri Noah
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