"[...]study; and so I gave them this corner." "Well, mother," asked the little girl, "and where are they this afternoon?" "Ah!" she answered sadly, "they did not care to stay. But it was natural enough; and I was foolish to grieve. Besides, they come to see me." "And then they play to you?" asked the little girl gently. "They say the piano is out of tune," the old dame said "I don't know. Perhaps you can tell." The little girl sat down to the piano, and struck a few chords. "Yes," she said. "It is badly out of tune. Give me ...
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"[...]study; and so I gave them this corner." "Well, mother," asked the little girl, "and where are they this afternoon?" "Ah!" she answered sadly, "they did not care to stay. But it was natural enough; and I was foolish to grieve. Besides, they come to see me." "And then they play to you?" asked the little girl gently. "They say the piano is out of tune," the old dame said "I don't know. Perhaps you can tell." The little girl sat down to the piano, and struck a few chords. "Yes," she said. "It is badly out of tune. Give me the tuning-hammer. I am[...]."
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