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Mary Grant Bruce
Norah of Billabong
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“I almost feared I’d lost my little Bush mate.”
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CHAPTER I
BREAKING UP
A VERY tall boy came up the gravel path of Beresford House. It was “breaking up” day, and an unwonted air of festivity and smartness was evident, even to the eye of a stranger. The garden looked as though no leaf had ever been out of place, no sacrilegious footmark ever imprinted on the soft mould of its beds, where masses of flowers still bade defiance to the heat of an Australian December. The paths were newly raked; the freshly mown lawns were carpets of emerald, soft underfoot and smooth as bowling greens. Aloft, on the square grey tower, fluttered the school flag—a blue banner, with a device laboriously woven by the fingers of the sewing class, and indirectly responsible for many impositions, since it was beyond the power of the sewing class to work with its several heads so close together as the task demanded, and yet refrain from talking. It was a banner of great magnificence, and the school was justly proud of it. Only the sewing class regarded it with what might be termed a mingled eye.
CHAPTER II
NIGHT IN THE CITY
JEAN, can you button me up?”
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CHAPTER III
THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN
I’VE an idea,” Mr. Linton said, putting down his morning paper.
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