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house to do hard work, and Gus to
run errands for us.

By some means or other we
did go to sleep at last, and after-
wards woke up in the morning to
wonder where we were. And
then came all the wonders of the
new place to be discovered. Harry —
had persuaded grandmamma._ to
_ send over the steady old pony with
us, and no sooner was breakfast
over than he appeared at the door
led by Gus, for Master Harry to
go, as he called it, on a voyage of
discovery. I am not suréthat our
nurses were not rather glad to be
rid of this “ Turk of a boy,” as