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"Good, very good! I would be doing better if Jo-Jo would stop eating my linen napkins in her sleep Do you hear that, you wretched goat?" Grand a broo up the roof

Jo-Jo baaed, a sound that was audible even through the greenery growing on the house

"What cheese are youpot

"Pri until the prim sets into a spread Would you like milk? Jo-Jo dropped some before she hauled her fat udders ontodown on a rickety but co in Grandmother Guri’s house ell-ht you so into her basket

"Oh?" Grand in Gemma’s direction

"A jar of Bard’s applesauce," Ge the jar on the table "I know it’s your favorite"

"It is As I always say, ‘It takes a worirl!" Grand of milk on the table

"Of course"

"So, you need help with so the rich goat milk

"I may be old, but I’m not stupid That applesauce is a bribe if I ever saw one What has you troubled?"

"Can’t I just co her head as she studied the older wo to have a picnic on that hty fine velvet you have in there," Grand her head into Geht"

"You think so, too?" Ge her sht

"Mmm, of course You have own--the velvet--to fluff out without the extra voluirl, even that noblearound like a naked jay bird"

"I never said she wouldn’t have a kirtle," Gemma said, not at all scandalized by the phrase that would ly (As previously ht her soGe on the door) "But I want to make the dress more mobile, so I planned to make slits in the side However, I’m not certain the skirts will fill out then"

"I see So she’s still a bloodthirstythe violet velvet out of the basket

"She wants to join the army, yes"