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The Lost Prince | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
XX Marco Goes to the Opera |
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Their next journey was to Munich, but the night before they left Paris an unexpected thing happened. To reach the narrow staircase which led to their bedroom it was necessary to pass through the baker's shop itself. The baker's wife was a friendly woman who liked the two boy lodgers who were so quiet and gave no trouble. More than once she had given them a hot roll or so or a freshly baked little tartlet with fruit in the center. When Marco came in this evening, she greeted him with a nod and handed him a small parcel as he passed through. ``This was left for you this afternoon,'' she said. ``I see you are making purchases for your journey. My man and I are very sorry you are going.'' ``Thank you, Madame. We also are sorry,'' Marco answered, taking the parcel. ``They are not large purchases, you see.'' But neither he nor The Rat had bought anything at all, though the ordinary-looking little package was plainly addressed to him and bore the name of one of the big cheap shops. It felt as if it contained something soft. When he reached their bedroom, The Rat was gazing out of the window watching every living thing which passed in the street below. He who had never seen anything but London was absorbed by the spell of Paris and was learning it by heart. ``Something has been sent to us. Look at this,'' said Marco. The Rat was at his side at once. ``What is it? Where did it come from?'' |
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