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CHAPTER III.
A RACE.
They were a queer look-ing crowd as they stood or sat on the bank–the wings and tails of the birds drooped to the earth; the fur of the beasts clung close to them, and all were as wet and cross as could be.
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The first thought, of course, was how to get dry. They had a long talk a-bout this, and Al-ice joined with, them as if she had known them all her life. But it was hard to tell what was best.
“What I want to say,” at last spoke up t