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Posed of all your fellow-creatures and the dumb creation, Harry, perhaps
you will condescend to go out into the orchard and see how your father
is getting on with picking the apples," said Mrs. Wood, joining Miss
Laura and the two young men, her eyes twinkling and sparkling with
amusement. "The apples will keep, mother," said Mr. Harry, putting his
arm around her. "I just came in for a moment to get Laura. Come,
Maxwell, we'll all go." "And not another word about animals," Mrs. Wood
called after them. "Laura will go crazy some day, through thinking of
their sufferings, if some one doesn't do something