""Why, wherever can my books be? " exclaimed Minnie Kimberley in a vexed tone, as she hunted up and down the schoolroom, opening now one cupboard, then another, now a desk, and again diving down to peer under some out-ofthe- way table or form; for places which one would think the most unlikely, were certain to be the places where Minnie's books would at length be discovered. "I can't make it out, " she continued, her bright face clouded over with vexation, "somehow or other my books always do ma
...nage to get lost. ""
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