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Then she offered him thistle-down seed.
“T iddly, widdly, widdly!
Pouff, pouff, puff!" said Mr. Jackson.
H e blew the thistle-down all over the room.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mrs. Tittlemouse! ...
N ow what I really—really should like, would be a little dish of honey!”