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MAGIC LONDON - A LL her life up to the time she was eleven years old, Betty had heard about, but never seen, her godmother. The reason for this, was that until a year ago, Bettys home had been far away in the country, while Godmother Strangeways lived in London. Then, just when the childs father and mother moved to town, Godmother decided to travel abroad. So it happened that Betty had been more than a year in London before she met the old lady who afterwards made such a difference in her life. She never forgot the first day she met her. Your godmother has come back, said her mother one morning at breakfast time, as with a curious smile she passed a letter to her husband. Has she Oh, I do want to see her exclaimed Betty. Well, you will. She wants you to spend the day with her to-morrow. Arent you and Dad coming too No, she wants you alone. Shes sending her car to fetch you to-morrow at eleven oclock. Your father and I will go to see her another time. I wish you were coming. I dont know her, and I dont want to be there all day alone with her, grumbled Betty. What will there be to do Youll find shell provide plenty to do, laughed her father. Mind you dont tell her though, how much you dislike London he added in his teasing voice. Why asked Betty. Because your godmother loves it. Shes a great authority on London. What she doesnt know about it, isnt worth knowing. Its quite uncanny. I wish shed write a book about it. I cant think how any one can love London, Betty declared. Such a horrid, big, ugly, dull place. I shall never, never like it Godmothers little car duly came round next morning, and after a drive, Betty found herself in a tiny room, in a tiny house, in a tiny street close to Westminster Abbey, seated opposite to a very handsome old lady. Im sorry my godchild doesnt like London, this old lady remarked suddenly, in the midst of a conversation about something else. Betty blushed and looked uncomfortable. She felt shy of her godmother who, as she had always heard, was very clever but eccentric -a word she thought meant different from other people. It S all so confusing and noisy and there are such lots of ugly houses, she began apologetically. And I do miss the lovely country and our beautiful garden, she added with tears in her voice. Of course you do, said Godmother sympathetically...
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