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Just as Mr. Wallace looked as though he would relent, Nelly, the trumpet’s first seat, ran over and handed a small book to Mr. Wallace. “Mr. Wallace, I learned how to paint when I was little. Though it isn’t particularly good… what do you think of this cute little rabbit? It’s as cute as Little Seven!”


In the book drawn was a chubby, round, little rabbit with long ears, a short tail, and large, wet eyes. Even through the paper, it tickled the itch of one’s heart and coul ...

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