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Updated: May 12, 2025
A thought a perception thrust itself like a lance-point through Eleanor's mind. She gave an inward cry a cry of misery. The lake seemed to swim before her. They made their tea under the shadow of the farm-building, which consisted of a loft above, and a large dark room on the ground floor, which was filled with the flat strawberry-baskets, full and ready for market.
Up to the corner where the principal store stood, came the pony and his mistress, and forthwith out came Mr. Lamb the storekeeper, to see what the little pony chaise wanted to take home; but Daisy must see for herself, and she got out and went into the store. "Baskets," said Mr. Lamb. "What sort of baskets?" "Baskets to hold strawberries little baskets," said Daisy. "Ah! strawberry-baskets.
She hoped, besides the pleasantness of the matter, it would surely incline the hearts of her father's workpeople to think kindly of him. It happened that one cause and another hindered Daisy from going to Crum Elbow to fetch the strawberry-baskets, until the very Tuesday afternoon before the birthday.
She hoped, besides the pleasantness of the matter, it would surely incline the hearts of her father's work-people to think kindly of him. It happened that one cause and another hindered Daisy from going to Crum Elbow to fetch the strawberry-baskets, until the very Tuesday afternoon before the birthday.
That, ma'am, is the article." Was it? Daisy did not think so. The storekeeper had showed her the kind of baskets commonly used to hold strawberries for the market; containing about half a pint. She remarked they were not large enough. "No, ma'am? They are the kind generally used regular strawberry-baskets we have sold 'em nearly all out, but we've got a few left."
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