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KANNY, THE KANGAROO
to drink, for the clay was hot, and in spite of the fruit, she was thirsty. Glancing round, her eye fell on the

KANNY FRIGHTENS THE CARPENTERS
pewter pots, which the men had just filled with beer—for it was their hour for leaving off work—and without hesitation she took a sip. The taste she thought was