Sinopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1873 Excerpt: ...They went to the door. Tom held it in both his hands. "Don't let it fall," said the coachman. "Take care." The hen was making a great noise beside them. Tom turned to her. "Thank you, dear hen," he said. "Now, I'm going to take it in to mamma." "Walk slowly," said the coachman, "and don't let it drop." Tom walked slowly, carrying the egg in both his hands. The dining-room window was open, but he did not see his papa or mamma at it. He went up the garden-steps, and along the passage, very carefully. The dining-room door was shut. "Open the door, papa!" he called. "Please, open the door!" Inside the room he heard his mamma say,--"There's Tom;" but she did not know what he was carrying in his hand. His papa opened the door. "Mammal" cried Tom, going up to her--"Look here--it's for you!" And he held out his hands. His mamma looked at him, and then at the egg. "For me!" she said, quite surprised and pleased. "For you!" said Tom. "A new egg--just made. Feel it. My hen made it for you, and I knew and told nobody!" "And told nobody'?" said his mamma, still more surprised and pleased. "Nobody but the coachman," said Tom. His mamma laid it carefully on the tablecloth. Then she bent down and put her arms round Tom. "Thank you, my dear little boy I" she said. "Papa!" cried Tom, "if you would like one very much I'll ask the coachman if the hen wouldn't make you another. Shall IV "Never mind, this morning," said his papa. "Thank you, Tom." "Won't you ring the bell," said Tom, "and get the cook to boil it 1 I want to know what it tastes like." His mam...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1873 Excerpt: ...They went to the door. Tom held it in both his hands. "Don't let it fall," said the coachman. "Take care." The hen was making a great noise beside them. Tom turned to her. "Thank you, dear hen," he said. "Now, I'm going to take it in to mamma." "Walk slowly," said the coachman, "and don't let it drop." Tom walked slowly, carrying the egg in both his hands. The dining-room window was open, but he did not see his papa or mamma at it. He went up the garden-steps, and along the passage, very carefully. The dining-room door was shut. "Open the door, papa!" he called. "Please, open the door!" Inside the room he heard his mamma say,--"There's Tom;" but she did not know what he was carrying in his hand. His papa opened the door. "Mammal" cried Tom, going up to her--"Look here--it's for you!" And he held out his hands. His mamma looked at him, and then at the egg. "For me!" she said, quite surprised and pleased. "For you!" said Tom. "A new egg--just made. Feel it. My hen made it for you, and I knew and told nobody!" "And told nobody'?" said his mamma, still more surprised and pleased. "Nobody but the coachman," said Tom. His mamma laid it carefully on the tablecloth. Then she bent down and put her arms round Tom. "Thank you, my dear little boy I" she said. "Papa!" cried Tom, "if you would like one very much I'll ask the coachman if the hen wouldn't make you another. Shall IV "Never mind, this morning," said his papa. "Thank you, Tom." "Won't you ring the bell," said Tom, "and get the cook to boil it 1 I want to know what it tastes like." His mam...
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